Wesley waited for a number of days before he made his next attempt with Illyria because he wanted to be able to walk without a limp by the time he approached her again.
Finally he thought he was ready. He marched down the hallway of Wolfram & Hart toward Illyria. Angel was watching her. Wesley walked up to Angel and stopped beside him. Illyria was talking to an overweight receptionist who was wearing a floral print.
"Hello," Illyria said to the woman. "You are abnormally large and badly need to reduce your body weight by a minimum of 50 pounds. Also, your outfit makes you look like an ill hibiscus."
The receptionist turned red and waddled away with her lips trembling.
Angel scowled at Wesley. "Weren't you supposed to have a talk with Illyria about how to speak to people?"
"That is coming next," Wesley assured him.
"See that it does," said Angel. He went back to work while Wesley decided the best way to approach his target. When he had come up with a solution he went directly up to Illyria."Hello," Illyria greeted him. "You have stopped limping. You take a long time to heal."
Wesley ignored her. "We have to establish which of us is in charge."
"I agree," Illyria replied.
Wesley smiled. "Good. That's very good."
"I am in charge," Illyria continued.
Wesley stopped smiling.
Illyria's eyes swept the corridor. "That man's facial features are extremely unappealing," she said as she looked at one person. A secretary walked past them and Illyria said clearly, "That woman does not bathe often enough."
"Illyria!" Wesley scolded. "You can't go around calling people, or demons, fat or stupid or ugly."
"It is the truth," she responded.
"Have you ever heard of a concept called tact?" Wesley demanded.
Illyria looked bored.
The next day Wesley handed Illyria a book entitled "Tact: What It Is And How To Use It." He instructed her, "Read this book. It will help you learn how to better interact with others."
Two days after that, Illyria approached Wesley in a corridor. "I have been reading the book you gave me and I have learned a lot. One concept I learned about is the euphemism," she announced. She pointed to the overweight receptionist and stated. "She is fat - a whale." She looked at an unattractive man. "He was hit with the ugly stick." Finally she saw Spike. "He is a freak of nature."
"Come with me, Illyria," Wesley ordered. He led her away from the people she had just insulted. He had tried hard but she would not learn and it was time to discipline her again. This time it would work the way he intended. He led Illyria into one of the private bathrooms and closed the door behind them.
Illyria looked at a small white square on the sink. "What is that?" she asked.
"You want to learn more about human behavior so I'm going to show you something mothers do to their children when they say inappropriate things. Open your mouth." Wesley picked up the bar of soap and moved toward Illyria.
The following day, the main topic of gossip around the building was speculation about why Wesley had needed medical treatment to remove the full bar of Ivory soap that had been mysteriously lodged in his mouth.