LORNE: Well, I'm thinking seabreeze, compadres. I gave up a lot of blood for this gig.

HARMONY: And I didn't get any. I kept begging Eve to run, but... (shakes her head)

SPIKE: Well, I've been prancing around thinking I had a destiny. Love to drown my embarrassment in a few pints.

FRED: We should all go get a drink. We haven't done that in...ever.

GUNN: I'm in. Cat and Fiddle? (presses the elevator call button)

WESLEY: Yeah. (to Angel) Unless, of course, you're busy packing.

ANGEL: A drink sounds good. I'll go get my coat.

(The elevator bell sounds just as Angel walks toward his office. The elevator doors open and the others walk onto it, minus Cordelia.)

CORDELIA: You guys go ahead. We'll catch up. Oh, and Wesley? You still work the best mojo in town.

LORNE: I bleed from the neck, he gets the props.

(The elevator door closes.)

written by: David Fury; Original transcript by CariCranberry. Edited & formatted by me.. Full transcript at:
http://www.buffyworld.com/angel/season5/transcripts/5x12_tran.php