Disclaimer: Have you read the last chapter? Then you already know the drill.

Oh, and Dani and Cordy don't particularly like each other. No real reason, I just figure they have clashing personalities. Like Buffy and Faith. So now that's that. Oh, and I was watching 'Waiting in the Wings' when I decided to write this. Ok...so, enjoy the chappy.

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Dani glanced up at the hotel. It had been several months, nearly a year in fact, since she'd seen Doyle's ghost-body-thingy (A/N:what? i don't know what he was either). "Hey, Gunn, Fred," she waved to the couple as they started inside.

"Hey, Dani," Fred smiled.

"Did Angel get the tickets?"

"I hope so," Gunn answered.

"Is Mahta Hari really that good?" Dani asked.

"They are the best," Gunn said enthusaistically. Dani smothered a laugh and shot a look at Fred, who just grinned.

"Ask me why I'm smiling," Angel stated when they stepped inside.

"I will because it's scaring me," Cordy looked up from a book she was looking at with Wesley.

"I got the tickets," Angel held up the pieces of paper. "But-"

"Yeah," Gunn grinned. "Just wait until you see-"

"Blinnikov World Ballet Tour," Dani read the tickets. She looked up at Angel. "Please, please, tell me this is some horrible joke."

"I got to the ticket place, and boom, it's one night only," Angel smiled.

"But-you got ballet over my Mahta Hari tickets," Gunn sounded stricken.

"This is the Blinnikov Ballet World Corps," Angel insisted.

"You say that like it has meaning," Cordy replied.

"It's one of the greatest companies in the world," the vampire stated. "And they're doing Giselle, their signature piece."

"Who's doing their signature piece?" Cori and Spike entered the hotel.

"You're father bought ballet tickets," Dani complained.

"I thought we were going to his concert," Spike nodded to Gunn.

"Come on, remember when we went with Darla and Dru?" Angel reminsced slightly. "I cried like a baby, and I was evil!"

"So was it good?" Cori asked.

"I fell asleep five minutes after we killed the people in the box seats," Spike shrugged.

"Look," Angel turned back to Dani and Gunn. "It'll be tight, and-"

"Don't be usin' my phrases. The trust is gone," Gunn replied.

"What he said," Dani added.

"Do we get to dress up?" Cordy asked. Angel nodded. "I'm in then."

"I love the ballet," Fred smiled.

"It sounds interesting," Wesley added.

"I can't wait to go the ballet," Fred said as the four girls looked through racks of gowns. "Can we, um, afford these? Aren't we poor?"

"There is a custom among my people: buy a dress, don't take off the tag, make sure no one sees the tag, then return it

for a full refund," Cordy answered. "Face me," she held a dress against Fred's frame. "Not this one."

"Do you think that-"

"That he likes you? I know he does. I have magic powers, remember," Cordy added when she saw Fred's surprised look.

"That, and it's totally obvious," Dani added. "He's way into you."

"And with the perfect dress, there may be actual feeling," Cordy added.

"Sounds hot," Cori commented absent-mindly.

"And then we can find a dress that will make Angel crazy," Fred added, looking at Cordy.

"He is crazy," Dani corrected her.

"Besides, I don't think he's gonna be worrying too much about getting all dressed up," Cori shrugged.

"Did you get it out?" Angel asked Lorne worriedly.

"Well, I've got the club soda working overtime," Lorne answered. "That Connor can burp like a champ. Though he went to sleep when you crooned that little Irish lullaby. I read you, though you were a hair off on the bridge."

"What? You read me?" Angel looked at the green demon. "You're not supposed to read me!"

"So, you like Dani-"

"No, I don't," Angel protested. "You read me wrong."

"Come on, cinnamon buns, I don't blame you, she's one hell of a lady. If I though she liked wearing green I'd be elbowing you out of the way."

"I don't feel about her like-" Angel continued to protest, more feebly though.

"Strudel, when two heroes come together," Lorne continued until Angel cut him off.

"Stop calling me pastries. And stop with the whole me liking Dani thing. She was with Doyle, she loves him," Angel ended pitifully.

"You're a man of many limitations Angel," Lorne admitted. "But you are a man. You have a heart. And we all know you have a thing for Slayers," he chuckled, dropping into a chair.

"But she's in love with Doyle," Angel repeated.

"At least act," Lorne replied. "You gotta let her know what's brewing inside. 'Cause you don't want to miss out on that chance."

"Lorne, Dani, she's..." Angel started to shake his head.

"She's what?" Dani's voice came from the doorway. They both turned to see her leaning against the doorway in a black gown. "Beautiful? Sexy? Gorgeous?" she joked, walking towards Angel.

"You know what, forget what I said. She's real homely," Lorne muttered sarcastically. Angel shot him a look.

"Is Connor asleep?" Dani asked, glancing at the crib.

"Yep, thanks to Angel," Lorne answered.

"Well, let's go to the theatre," Dani slipped her arm through Angel's and led him down the stairs, where they found all the others ready.

To Be Continued...

Sorry, but I've been busy, so I figured I'd put this into 2 parts. Please review. Seriously, please, PLEASE review. thanks.