ANGLE: WESLEY

Still glances at Fred. She looks back once, smiles. Wesley
turns his attention back to the ballet and we push in on him,
slowly, until:

11 INT. STAGE - NIGHT

We see the action on stage -- only now it is FRED dancing,
alone. She is every inch the delicate ballerina, dancing a
graceful, lonely solo.

After a minute or so, WESLEY runs on stage, also in full
ballet regalia. To say he looks silly os to truth-tell. He
prances about like a special-needs gazelle, courting the fair
Fred, who is initially hesitant.

But then he comes up to her and he's suddenly a lot less
silly in close up. She turns slowly into his arms, the two
of them bout to kiss --

12 INT. AUDITORIUM/STAGE - LATER

Wild applause brings Wesley out of his reverie. The curtain
is closing on act one. Gunn is whistling, clapping -- if he
had a big foam rubber "number one" hand, by God he'd be using
it.

Cordy wakes with a start --  

The dance continues. Gunn, Fred and Wesley all watch
intently.

ANGLE: WESLEY'S HAND

Is inching toward Fred's, about to slide over it, Wesley
completely unaware that --

ANGLE: GUNN'S HAND

Is doing the exact same thing on the opposite side.

It's a turtle race as both boys try to make the subtle move,
Fred aware of neither. And the winner is:

FRED
Angel!