"Oh, Angel's as eager to have me gone as I am. Much rather focus on saving pretty werewolves and complaining about how very hard it is living on top of the world."

" ...saving...pretty...werewolves?"

"Really throws himself into it. Only if they're pretty, otherwise he kills them with pens. Apparently."

"Doesn't really seem like you'd need Wolfram and Hart's resources for that."

"You would think! No idea why he took the job, really, he spends half his time fighting his own people. Maybe it was the cars."

"Was the thing where debt-collecting vampires menace pretty young women into Wolfram and Hart's arms his idea, or is that the previous administration?"

"Man, I dunno, I'm just here to annoy people. Doesn't sound like Captain Forehead's idea, though."

This is going nowhere. He leans unhappily against the door - on their end it opens to a secure Bureau facility that can probably handle Spike if he decides to waft through - and twirls the stakes in his hands.

He looks around again and spots Karen hovering by the stairs. 

"So who're you?"

"Wolfram & Hart employee."

"Huh. Evil?"

"Not enthusiastically. ...you?"

"Formerly. Recently in possession of a soul."

"Oh. OK. I guess."

"What? You have a soul in this universe? ....gypsy curse?"

"Nah, got mine myself. Saw a man about a girl, did some warrior's trials mumbo jumbo, got it restored. Bit worse for lack of use. And then, y'know, burned myself up saving the world, and this is what it got me. Cursed to watch goody do-gooders bumble around this place until it eats them."

"Now admittedly I've never been in Wolfram and Hart except to steal some ballast for our dimensional transit spell from its supply closet, but there's no one there I'd call a goody do-gooder."

"Well, Angel claims he's a hero. Mind you, he never blew himself up to save the world. But Fred seems like she's doing her best."

"My friend here runs around terrified that if she's late with her paperwork she gets murdered."

"He mostly kills people for murder. Or being ugly werewolves. But, you know, that is a shameful failure of communication, and personally I think you should really go up and give him a piece of your mind right now."

"I would, but I'm an ugly werewolf, see."

"Tragic. Would've been funny."

"So he...has a soul? Thinks he's a good guy? Ended up running Wolfram and Hart...how exactly?"

"Some kind of devil's bargain, I'd wager. Didn't take it, don't know the details. Just came to in his office after the world-saving and learned I was stuck in LA."

"Well, we're not in LA right now."