"I didn’t mean it that way, Angel, Sir, I promise…" Stiles told him, suddenly a bit nervous.  He knew better than to underestimate the vampire in front of him.  "I’m sorry.  I have nothing but respect for you."


Still got it. “Relax, I’m not going to hurt you. I know everyone including random high school students I’ve never met, think we went dark side for awhile. But that’s the past… and I’d appreciate it if you didn’t bring enough. ”  He had lost more than enough for that mistake. They had to learn the hard way that when you play with Wolfram and Hart you are the one being played. 

"Besides, there’s work to do.  You and your friends have opened a door way that needs to be closed. If you don’t, Beacon hills might make Sunnydale look like a picnic."