The thought of Angel...making another vampire was never something that crossed Gwen's mind, ever. He was...Angel. Brooding, heroic, lover boy. Sure, she'd seen his face when he got all revved up, and Connor had mentioned that he used to be not so much the knight in shining armor, but it was hard to believe it without seeing it. She wonders briefly if this woman is just crazy. If Angel made something so dangerous, why would he let her roam around?

She makes a mental note not to tell this chick her name.

"Gee. You must feel...so special," she replies, dryly and not a little patronizing. Okay, Gwen, time to get out of here. Now?