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Angel and Wesley are sitting at a bar table. One empty bottle of tequila and two filled glasses on the table.
-I mean... I'm happy for her-
-Yes, sure. Same here-
-And I have nothing against him-
-Nothing at all-
Both men look down. Taking their glasses, they make a toast to love, and drink up.
-But...-
-It hurts like hell-
-Indeed, it does-
-Could it have been different if I had said something to her sooner?-
-Who knows... I tried, but she didn't get it-
-I was waiting for the perfect moment. But I'm always perfectly late-
-This sucks. How about getting hammered instead of staying here feeling sorry for ourselves?-
-Sure. I'm in!-

At a dirty bar, Angel and Wesley sat on a table far from the stage, in an almost dark corner.
-So, what's your poison for the evening?- the blonde waitress asked.
-Humm... how about tequila?-, Angel suggested
-Tequila, yes.-, Wesley said. -And make it a double- The watcher went on:
-I am a friend of Tequila. When you fired us, we cope with tequila. I even rememer Cordelia calling it "Trully Evil", you know, compared against vampires, demons and... Oh, sorry. No ~C~ word from now on. I forgot", Wesley babbled.
-Good. Oh, who am I kidding? And WHAT WAS I THINKING?-
-What?-
-You know... setting her off for a couple of weeks with Groo... so they Com-shuck like bunnies... argh!-
-Well, you were being selfless. Thinking of her. That's noble-
-Yeah yeah, bla bla... I don't want noble. I want Cordelia-
-Sorry to break it to you, but even with Groo out of the picture, there's still the curse...-
-But she's half demon now...-
-That doesn't mean anything. It's still YOUR curse-
-Hey! Don't be such a friend here. How about... "Don't worry Angel, you'll find a way to be with her"-
-Sure, don't worry, Angel. You'll find a way to be with Cordelia-
-Right-
-Right...-
The waitress came with the drinks and they washed them down their throats without thinking it twice.
-Just like you'll find a way to be with Fred. I mean, Gunn is a great guy, but still... these things don't always work out...-
-Of course they don't! People split up all the time!-
-They get divorced, they kill each other-
-Right. Well, hopefully they won't kill anybody-
-I wouldn't mind to see Groo dead-
-He's a good guy too-
-I know. And I really hate that. I mean, what are the odds of Cordelia leaving a good looking, good hearted, brave guy-
-Don't know. They musn't be good. Probably the same odds of Fred dumping Gunn-
Both men looked at each other. It sucked big time.
-Another round?-
-Sure-

[4 drinks later]

-I mean, I'm a good looking guy, right?-
-Sure! You have beautiful blue eyes, you're smart... such a gentleman-
-Right. Hey, even Cordelia thought I was gorgeous once upon a time... Crazy little thing called love-
-Well, it's not like you're the last coke of the dessert either...-
-Thanks for the support, Angel-
-I'm sorry. It was the Cordelia thing-
-Right... well, you know that didn't go well at all...-
-I know. Thank God you kiss like a fish-
-What? Excuse me! I do NOT kiss like a fish! I'm a fairy good kisser. I was just... overwhelmed, that's all-
-Overwhelmed?-
-Hello? It was Sunnydale, and it was Cordelia Chase back in Sunnydale. Even you would have been intimidated by her-
-Nahh...-
-Sure you would have. But you were too hanged up on Buffy. Yeap, even then you blew your chance of having Cordelia-
-What?-
-You know... in the begining-
-What?-
-When Cordelia first saw you she thought you were a hottie. She was about to make a move on you, but were deep inside the Buffyverse-
-So, Cordelia thinks I am a hottie...-, Angel said with a smirk
-Argh!- Wesley was irritated by the sudden growth of the vampire's ego -Yeah, though now it seems she finds Groo hotter-
-That was mean-
-Well, you were being stupid-
-Sorry, man. Another round?-
-Ok. But I'm buying this one-

[8 drinks later]

-But Gunn is your friend-
-But he didn't know. I didn't know he was going for Fred too. I knew he liked her. But hey, the guy used to like Cordelia, too-
-He did?-
-I think so... you know, when she tried to save him from his way of life...-
-Right. Though he is over that now, right?-
-I believe so, since he is with Fred...-
-What if he wants them both?-
-Then... we would have to kill him-
Both men looked seriously at each other for a minute. Then started laughing.
-What a load of crap!-
-This stuff is seriously affecting me. But you? Shouldn't you have vampire resistance?-
-Hey, I'm just not used to drinking. It's not like I'm Spike!-
-Speaking of which... I have the latest Sunnydale gossip, though I'm not sure you want to listen to it-
-Buffy and Spike? That's old news-
-How did you know? Why didn't you tell?-
-I knew you'd freak out. And Willow told me. How did you find out?-
-Cordelia. Xander told her-
-Xander? Cordelia talks to Xander?-
-Oh, yes. Well, you know. She's like completely over him. She truly forgave him for making a fool of her. And they're friends now-
-What did she ever saw in that guy?-
-I don't know. Well, I guess he was available... that's it. There was nothing better. Well, until I came along, of course-, the former watcher joked, though Angel didn't find the fun in it.
-Drink up before I rip your head off-, the vampire growled placing a tequila shot in front of Wesley.

[12 drinks later]

-Ohhhhh, my...-
-Come on, help me find the keys...-
-I don't... think... that's a good... idea-
-Hum... maybe we should... walk-
-Walk. Ok. Which way?-
-Don't know-
-Next time, remind hit me with a rebar... it might hurt less than right now...-
-Same here-
-Andf did you... like forgot about her?-
-Not really. You?-
-Not a bit-
-All that money spent for nothing-, Angel sighed
-She's right... you're cheap... Doesn't the male talk count?-
-Yeah, male talk... me saying you have beautiful eyes...-
-You did? I don't recall... Were you making a move on me?-
-AS IF!-
-Ok, shut up and walk, Cordy-
-If I weren't this hammered, you'd be so dead right now-
-Right, just walk...-

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