ANGEL: Wow, Buffy you look great.
BUFFY: (Standing and giving Angel a big hug) So do you.
ANGEL: (both sitting at the table) You look really - alive.
BUFFY: You look, I don't know, content, peaceful.
ANGEL: Yeah, I feel pretty together now. I've been through a few things...
BUFFY: Me too...
ANGEL: Want to order?
BUFFY: Let's just talk for a few minutes first. We have so much to catch up on.
ANGEL: Cordy wouldn't do that. She likes to order first and talk later.
ANGEL: Never mind. You look great, really. How are you feeling?
BUFFY: You sound like Spike. He's always hanging around to see if I feel okay.
BUFFY: I'm getting better. It's taking some adjustment. I've been getting a few headaches.
ANGEL: Cordy gets those. Bad ones.
BUFFY: Spike too. But I think that's a good thing.
ANGEL: Has he been giving you trouble?
BUFFY: No, I mean his headaches have made him think about things, channel his feelings. He's really changed for the better.
ANGEL: Yeah, right.
BUFFY: No, really. He helped the gang patrol when I was...gone. He's been looking after Dawn. I mean, he almost got himself killed protecting her. You wouldn't recognize him.
ANGEL: I don't know. He can be a loose cannon. Cordy says...
BUFFY: I've never been that interested in what Cordelia says.
ANGEL: She's changed. She's grown up. We depend on her, and not just because of her visions.
BUFFY: I just couldn't imagine that. Cordelia is the shallowest person I know.
ANGEL: I'd rather you didn't talk about her that way. And she says Spike can't be trusted.
BUFFY: What the hell does she know about Spike? She hasn't seen him for a long time. I trust Spike more than anyone else I know.
ANGEL: Sorry, you don't have to bite my head off.
BUFFY: Not like you've never tried that. (awkward silence)
ANGEL: Well, I would never trust Spike.
BUFFY: And I would never ask Cordelia for advice.
ANGEL: Are you ready to order yet?
BUFFY: You know, I'm not very hungry.
ANGEL: I have a lot of responsibilities at the agency. I took off pretty quickly. I think maybe I should call and check if they need me.
BUFFY: I kind of ran out at a crucial time. I think maybe I should go back and make sure everyone's okay.
ANGEL: (Standing) Well, it's been great seeing you. (Pecks her on the cheek)
BUFFY: You too. Call me.
ANGEL: Sure. Take care. See ya.