Angel, Season 1

[Oven timer dings. Wes checks his sole.]

Cordelia:
[off] They're done! Nobody touch.

Angel:
I think she's making brownies.

Wesley:
Oh, is that what I smell. I thought I tracked something in.

Cordelia:
[enters] The recipe was handed down to me from my mother, who got it from her housekeeper, plus I improvised a little. You're gonna love 'em!

Wesley:
Me?!

Cordelia:
Uh huh!

Wesley:
Doesn't Angel have to... get to... try any?

Cordelia:
They're brownies full of nutty goodness, not red blood cells.

Wesley:
Oh. I wasn't thinking. More of a drinker than an eater, I suppose.

Cordelia:
[having difficulty cutting] Maybe if you'd branch out into the solids he'd keep a decent knife around. [starts to hack in pan with special enchanted Keck knife]

Wesley:
[shooting to feet] That is not appropriate! It's for killing extinct demons! Angel, make her stop!!

Angel:
[smiling] Cordelia...

Wesley:
That blade is very old! Who knows what kind of corrosive effect your cooking may have on it?

Cordelia:
[brandishing knife] 'Corrosive effect'?

Angel:
Cordelia, just.. put down the very sharp knife...

Wesley:
Well, they don't smell right.

Cordelia:
I think Mr. Too-Much-Cologne is the pot calling the kettle stinky.