(Cordelia, a big red stain down the front of her white blouse, walks into the lobby, followed by Wesley.)

WESLEY: Really, the stain -- it's hardly noticeable!

ANGEL: (sees Cordelia) What happened?

CORDELIA: It's not blood, it's cocktail sauce, courtesy of Mr. Star-schmoozer here.

ANGEL: I mean to your head. Your, your hair. (She gives him a look) It looks great. (Chuckles) When did this happen?

WESLEY: Ten days ago! Pay attention. (Cordelia laughs at him.)

ANGEL: Why doesn't anybody tell me any of this stuff ...

WESLEY: We had a little mishap. With the little shrimp, and the sauce -- and her dress.

ANGEL: You were at a party.

CORDELIA: (popping her head up from under the counter) You know, party, soiree, night of a thousand humiliations ...

WESLEY: I spilled it on her in front of Mr. Fat Chow -- Chow ...

CORDELIA: (pops up above the counter) Chow Yun Fat! (ducks back under)

ANGEL: What, you met Chow Yun Fat?!

WESLEY: How did it go with Gunn's cousin?

ANGEL: Fine. A group of ... (looks towards the counter) Cordelia?

CORDELIA: Listening.

ANGEL: Uh, a group of thieves is planning to steal something from a local museum. Probably something with mystical power, which means something we really don't want them to have.

WESLEY: Indeed! Do you know which museum they'll be targeting?

ANGEL: No. Gunn's cousin didn't know. He's just the driver.

WESLEY: We should find out which museums in the area have recent acquisitions. This is wonderful! (grins) You're -- You're on a case! You're back.

(Angel blinks his eyes as Cordelia pops back up from under the counter, now wearing a black top.)

CORDELIA: Yeah! It'll be just like old times, right Angel? Meeting evil, face to face, kicking evil's booty! Wes and I'll crank up the research machine and you'll ... What will you do again?

ANGEL: They're bringing a vampire in from Las Vegas tonight. His name is Jay-don. He's got a rep. If he's involved it's a big heist.

WESLEY: I've heard of him. Isn't he a ...

CORDELIA: ... deadly killer?

WESLEY: Well, that, of course. I was about to say a loud, flashy sort of character.

ANGEL: Yeah, he ran with the whole Sinatra rat-pack thing. Never got over it. You know, I think I'll meet his bus.

CORDELIA: And take his place? Great plan, boss! What better way to get your mind off ... things we don't even need to ... (to Wesley) How loud and flashy?

WESLEY: I believe he is quite the extrovert.

(They turn together to look at Angel.)

CORDELIA: Hmm ...

ANGEL: What?

WESLEY: Well, I-I'm sure you can pull it off. You're -- colorful.

written by: Jim Kouf; Original transcript anonymous. Edited, formatted and checked against source by chicken_cem. . Full transcript at:
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