After a mission with Rachel, the two of you sit in a diner, celebrating your victory with all the food you could ever want — all paid for with someone else's credit card... not that she'd tell you that.

As much as Rachel likes to put up a front of being stoic and unfeeling, sometimes even an evil person, you say it wouldn't have worked out if she weren't, at heart, a little bit of a good person.

"And if you weren't, deep down, just enough of a bastard to be worth knowing, angel," Rachel says, tossing a fry into her mouth. She almost grins.