Angel, Season 2

[Angel pours Harmony some blood.]

Angel:
Here we go. That's it. Drink up.

Harmony:
Eww! Yech! It tastes funky.

Angel:
It's pig's blood.

Harmony:
Ugh, well, that's gonna go straight to my hips. [Sighs] How do you stand this?

Angel:
You get used to it.

Harmony:
I mean how do you stand everything? Being what you are, how can you deprive yourself of the taste? The sensation of rich, warm, human blood flowing into your mouth, bathing your tongue, caressing your throat with its sweet, sticky...

[Harmony's word picture is taking Angel to happy place.]

Gunn:
[entering] I'm back!

Angel:
Me too.