Angel
Angelus smiled a cocky smile as he sauntered down the stairs. He pointed at Cordy.
"Ayyyeee, good evening, sexy," he greeted.
Cordelia looked up in shock. "Excuse me?"
"Evening!" he said again and went down into the lobby, where Lorne was drinking tea on the sofa.
"Evening, Lorney."
"Well hey there Angel, someone got up on the right side of bed this evening, didn't they?" Lorne replied.
"Certainly did. Hey listen... we got any fresh blood?"
"It's in the fridge," Cordelia said, followig him downstairs. "Where it usually is."
"Oh I think we're out... listen, I'm gonna go get some." Angel whistled as he started to leave the hotel. He left and Cordy turned to Lorne.
"Something strange is happening... I swear, I haven't seen him this way since..."
Lorne frowned, as he read Angel's aura. "Oh no."
"What?"
"Angelus."