(Wesley and Cordelia are cowering behind the barrels by the cement wall in the Flower Mart. We can hear the Vigories talking.)

VIGORY: This food source will only keep us supplied for a few more days. At that point we must relocate.

WESLEY: (whispering to Cordelia, listening to his cell ring) Still no answer.

CORDELIA: (whispering back) I bet he forgot to turn that thing on again! You'd think a guy who knows how to use an ancient Scythian short bow could figure out how to use a cell phone! (She sighs) So, what now?

WESLEY: I suppose we head back and try to find Angel.

CORDELIA: Okay. Lead the way, *low* and *slow*.

(Wesley nods and starts off, but Cordelia pulls him back as one of the Vigories walks in.)

CORDELIA: (urgently, in a tiny voice) No, hide. Hide! Hide!

VIGORY: Sir! I believe we've found them.

TAY: Where?

VIGORY: A worker at an ice plant tells me he recently started shipping two tons of ice a week (He hands Tay a paper) to this address.

TAY: Gather the men. They need to be prepared to capture the princess and cut them all quickly.

(Cut to Cordelia and Wesley running down the stairs into Angel's apartment. Angel is just wearing his pants and toweling off his hair.)

CORDELIA: What are you doing? We nearly got burned from the inside out and you're here getting all April fresh?

ANGEL: Hello?

WESLEY: I believe she is especially agitated because we tried to call you in the midst of a situation.

ANGEL: I had to take a shower. What's up?

CORDELIA: What's up is those creepy demons said that they found what they were looking for, and they seemed very interested in cutting someone they called the princess, which I can only imagine is not a happy thing!

ANGEL: Well, you'd be right on that one. We gotta find her first.

CORDELIA: The demon guy said something about a lot of ice being delivered somewhere. No one said where.

ANGEL: Ice.

CORDELIA: Yeah.

ANGEL: (pulling a paper out of his coat hanging on a rack) Shipping order. We've got an address. We're heading out.

WESLEY: That's it? They seemed...There were quite a few of them. Perhaps we need a plan.

ANGEL: Here's the plan: we go in, I start hitting people hard in the face--see where it takes us.

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