"No, of course there's not," Wesley said, then he heard a sound behind him and turned to see Fred in the doorway, one hand held up in a tentative wave.

"Hi," Fred said. "Are we late?"

Wesley and Angel stood up at about the same time. "Not exactly," Wesley said, as she entered the room with Gunn and Lorne behind her and their waitress bringing up the rear. "There was some mix-up about the time."