Angel: «Rachel, are you alright?»
Rachel: «I..is he…?»
Angel: «It’s okay, he’s not getting up for awhile.»
Rachel: «I can’t believe he actually showed up.»
Angel: «Well, that was the deal, right?»
Spike: «How can I thank you, you mysterious black-clad hunk of a
night thing?»
«No need, little lady.Your tears of gratitude are enough for me.
You see, I was once a bad-ass vampire, but love and a pesky
curse de-fanged me, and now I’m just a biiiig fluffy puppy with
bad teeth.»
— no, not the hair, never the hair!
«Well, there must be some way I can show my appreciation?»
«Nope, helpin those in need’s my job, and working up a load of
sexual tension and prancing away like a magnificent poof is truly
thanks enough.»
«I understand, I have a nephew who’s gay, so-«
«Say no more, evil’s still afoot, and I’m almost out of that nancy-
boy hairgel I like so much. Quickly! To the Angel-mobile!
Away!»
