Sometimes, she missed the Hyperion. She'd never admit it, because that would open a whole other ball of worms (she was not going to admit she missed Angel in any form, if he wanted to chase after Darla and screw the mission, so be it) but she did. At least the hotel was beginning to smell nice. Their new little office? Not so much. Maybe someday...if they ever got any actual well paying clients. Or clients at all.

She hadn't had a vision in over a week. And the phones weren't exactly ringing. So for now? Cordelia was sitting at the desk, flipping through her latest issue of People magazine. Sure, she could be filing, or doing something more productive, but that wasn't exactly her style.

Besides, how else was she going to keep track of which hot actors were still single?

It was just her and Wes in the office at the moment, Gunn had business with his crew to attend to. Wes had been acting pretty off in the past few days, but she wasn't giving it much thought. They had all been having a rough time of it lately.