Angel and his team have just left the FBI lab. Cam has gone down to another floor to run some tests. Brennan, Angela and Booth are alone in the lab with the body.
Angela: (dreamily) Mmmmmm, Angel.
Brennan: How can you find him so fascinating? Clinically, it's, well I wanna say anomalous, but I'm going to go with weird.
Angela: I don't see it that way. He's dead sexy.
Booth: Featured word "dead".
Angela: Mmmm, he is hot!
Brennan: Actually, I found him cool to the touch.
Booth: (sardonically) He's hot, he's cool, he's all temperature Angel.
He gets up and walks away
Angela: (to Brennan) It's like being with Booth's evil twin
Angela's cell phone rings, she answers.
Angel (on the cell phone) I'm NOT evil.
Angela: You heard that?
Angel: Let's just say my hearing is very good. I'm still in the building.
Angela: Did you hear the rest of that conversation? She laughs and walks away so Brennan can't hear, speaks for a few minutes then hangs up.
Angela: Wow, it's way past midnight. I'm going to go take a break for a while.
She leaves.
Back at Angel Investigations
Angela walks into the lobby, overhears Cordelia and Angel talking in the outer office
Cordelia: Wow, Angela got the big puppy love. I mean, who wouldnt? You're handsome and brave and heroic, emotionally stunted, erratic, prone to turning evil, and let's face it, a eunich.
Angel: Hey! How can you-- I'm not a eunich.
Cordelia: Angel, its just a figure of speech.
Angel: Find another one.
Cordelia: I just mean that sex is a no-no for you because of the whole "if you know perfect bliss youll turn evil" curse. Really no cure for that, is there?
Angel stomps off downstairs.
Angela walks in to the office.
Cordelia: Uh, did you hear any of that?
Angela: Yeah, part of it, but I have no idea what it means.
Cordy and wes sum up the gypsy curse and the problem with "perfect happiness."
Angela goes downstairs to find Angel, who is standing in the kitchen, drinking blood out of a mug.
He starts to say something, but Angela cuts him off
Angela: Okay I know what you're going to say.. Is this about how you're not like other men - what with that curse and all... and how if things were different--Angel: Yes, basically I've got two modes with people: bite or avoid.
Angela: Yeah, I got the cliff notes version from Wesley and Cordelia upstairs.But you don't have to let that stop you living. Well, ok bad choice of word. From what I've seen you're a great guy.
Angel: But I'm not that guy. That guy is charming and funny and...emotionally useful. I'm the guy in the dark corner with the blood habit and the 200 years of psychic baggage. When you're 60 I'll still look like this.(Angela smiles) Besides we never really discussed the blood.
He looks down into the mug.
Angela: OK, stop right there. I don't really want to discuss the blood. Besides I'm not looking for a long-term thing here or perfrect happiness or anything like that.
Angel: (looking relieved) Really? Well, in that case...
He goes over to her.
They kiss. They continue kissing, Angel pulls her closer.
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Meanwhile, in a dark alley behind a noisy bar, somewhere else in Los Angeles:
Dark figure: Dr. Harris, is that you?
Harris: Yes? Well, this is a surprise. It's very nice to see you at this conference. You've really made a name for yourself in the industry, haven't you?
Dark figure: Yes, no thanks to you!
CHOMP! SQUISH! GURGLE! SLURP!