(Angel's back office. Angel at his desk, reading)

DOYLE: So that's it then? That's your exciting plan for this evening? A book?

ANGEL: I get enough excitement.

DOYLE: Yeah of the evil-fighting variety. How about a little off-duty fun?

ANGEL: Such as?

DOYLE: Two beautiful words: Sports Bar! Come on! You know they have Trivia games on the Internet now? You can challenge against drunks around the world. Anything, please! I just can't sit around here while...

CORDELIA: (enters dressed to kill) While I steal into the night with my incredibly-more-wealthy-then-you prince? Makes your little life look a tad drab, doesn't it?

DOYLE: Yeah, well just because he has money, doesn't mean he can make you happy.

CORDELIA: I'll have you know that Pierce has a lot more than money. He has a home in Montecito, he has a Mercedes CLK 320 and a place in the hills with a lap pool.

DOYLE: Since you put it that way.

(Knock on door.)

CORDELIA: Okay, well if I'm not here in the morning, you can just clear out my desk. I'll be moving on up.

PIERCE: Wow. You look amazing.

CORDELIA: Do I? Great let's go.

ANGEL: What's your hurry? You didn't even introduce us.

CORDELIA: Angel, Doyle, Pierce. (takes Pierce's arm) Bye!

ANGEL: You work, Pierce?

PIERCE: I trade. Futures and Options markets.

ANGEL: Good. Good. Out for dinner?

PIERCE: Le Petite Renard.

DOYLE: Ah, right. Nice spot. Duck is dry.

ANGEL: (to Cordelia) So how late will you be?

CORDELIA: Don't wait up. (to Pierce) Don't mind them...

DOYLE: She's not going to fall for my ample but unpretentious charms, is she?

ANGEL: Not unless unpretentious means you don't like to brag about your family's old money.

DOYLE: (flipping through one of Angel's books) Hey, the only money in my family is underneath the couch cushions. Not to mention the fact that half of them are demons. I'm sure if Cordy found out about *that* my chances would be *worse* then zero. (a picture of Buffy falls out) Wow! She is something. This an old squeeze of yours?

ANGEL: Yeah.

DOYLE: Well, how does she feel about men with an Irish accent? (sees Angel's face) Buffy.

ANGEL: Yeah.

DOYLE: I'm, I'm sorry...

(Doyle is hit by a vision)

DOYLE: There's a young guy.

ANGEL: Where?

DOYLE: Vampires have a nest downtown. Poor kid's gonna be the entree.

ANGEL: Let's go. Come on.

DOYLE: Everybody's got dinner plans but us.

• Cordelia & Doyle
• Cordelia's unique world views

written by: Tracey Stern; Originally transcribed by anonymous. Edited, formatted for this site and checked against source by Ann.. Full transcript at:
http://www.buffyworld.com/angel/season1/transcripts/07_tran.shtml