"I really appreciate that, doc," Angelus said. Behind the privacy of the curtain he shucked his clothes as instructed, got on the cot, then covered himself with the sheet. He gave copious moans and groans as he did it.

Once on the cot, Angelus puffed out a few more breaths, getting his face flushed - or as flushed as a vamp's face could get - with the resulting pain that it caused.

With a voice that was sounding more and more like Angel's, not that Cuddy actually knew who Angel was, he called out, "Doc? I think I'm ready."