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“Woman, man…pire.”
Angel pauses and imagines Angelus mocking him. Really, soul boy? Manpire? Are you trying to repel this woman? No wonder she thinks you’re a eunuch!
Angel used to be good with women. He never had this problem with Buffy or Darla. Only Cordelia can turn him into this incoherent, infatuated idiot.
Cordy looks at Angel as if he’s completely lost his mind. He probably has. “Has someone been putting vodka in your blood?” she asks flatly.
Angel bursts into laughter. Cordelia is so funny. She always makes him smile and laugh. Perhaps Fred wasn't wrong about their “kyerumption.”