In the hotel, waiting for the phone to ring

Cordelia sighed deeply, putting her smooth, sexy legs up on the desk. Angel was off fighting crime and saving puppies, Wes, well, he was probably at the bar, and Gunn was most likely hanging out with his gang. Nothing to do.

The boredom was incredible. Cordelia yawned. "Please, someone, ring, give me a vision, I don't care anymore..." she pleaded.