Cordelia: You want I should distract him? Make with the nice-nice while you slip by?
Angel: Don't be stupid. I'm that guy and the most beautiful woman I've ever seen is making eyes at me? It's either a bachelor party or a scam.
Cordelia: What did you just call me?
Angel: I'm sorry. You're not stupid.
Cordelia: No, after that.
[Angel's trying to get out of wearing a pink bike helmet.]
Angel: Well, it - it's, you know. The whole visibility issue, not to mention the hat head thing. You know, when you really think about it, how come I have to wear the ladies' helmet?
Wesley: Stop being such a wanker and put it on.
Angel: Can I come in?
Kate Lockley: Oh, that's right. You need to be invited in, don't you?
Angel: You've been doing your homework.
Kate Lockley: Want to quiz me? I'm just full of fun facts. For instance, I learned your friend has been in L.A. Before. Did you know that? Yeah, at least twice. Once in 1929 and again in 1963. Oh, and there was something in Boston in 1908. I think he was there, too.
Angel: So you believe me.
Kate Lockley: Yes, I believe you.
Angel: Good, because he's planning something else.
Kate Lockley: Angelus. Isn't that what he called you? Angelus. I looked it up, it's all right there. The demon with the face of an angel. A particularly brutal bastard by all accounts. Oh, and no, you can't come in.