Star Quality
Cordelia answered the door sweating.
"Angel's fighting those wind-somethings, said I should protect you," Doyle lied.
Cordy unpaused Cindy Crawford, scoffing. "Sure."
Doyle watched for a minute before commenting, "You look great, you don't need this."
"I know," Cordy huffed. "But I'm not getting parts, so I need to look greater."
Doyle
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