TEXT: Wesley is sitting in front of a book open to a woodcut of a demon. Wes: "Honestly, have you ever seen anything lovelier? So - graceful, so full of life. And those eyes... make you feel like you're the only man in the room." Cordy: "Plus, six breast. Any man is gonna love that." Wes: "Fred doesn't have six breasts! - Right?" Cordy, writing on a notepad: "Sorialus the Ravager. (Looks down at the book) And, yeah, she's the one from my vision." Wes: "Coming to destroy the humans that killed her mate." Cordy: "But not for another month or so. I'll file her under 'pending.' - You're gonna ask her out?" Wes: "The Ravager?" Cordy: "Fred." Wes: "Oh. - Yes - but, you know - timing. I'll make my move when I feel the iron is hot." Cordy: "Well, get it done, Johnny Reb. So I can hear about something else, and you can do something else besides feeling your hot iron." Wes: "Am I very boring on the subject?" Cordy smiles: "You know, there was a time when you thought I was the loveliest thing in the world." Wes: "Well, I... You're an extraordinary woman. (Cordy raises an eyebrow) I..." Cordy: "At ease, soldier. Just like to hear it every now and then. I was the ditziest bitch in Sunnydale, could have had any man I wanted. Now I'm all superhero-y and the best action I can get is an invisible ghost who's good with the Loohfah." Turns from filing away her notes to look at Wes. Wes looks at her for half a moment then looks back down at his book. Wes: "I'm sorry. I missed that last part." Cordy smiling: "You *are* a gentleman." Angel: "Who's doing what with the Loofah?" Wes, getting up: "Not Loofah, Looh-fa
SUMMARY:
When a famous dance troupe comes to LA, Angel is thrilled. He drags Gunn, Fred, Cordy and Wes along for a night of ballet. Unfortunately, supernatural forces are afoot at the theater. Meanwhile, Angel is scared to admit his real feelings for Cordy. Wes & Gunn both continue to fall for Fred and she finally kisses one of them.