*at Caritas*

[_lorne_]

We are family

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[_lorne_]

*hands the mike over to an audience member and bounces over to the Burkles' table*

Freddikins, why didn't you tell me your parents were coming over this evening? I wasn't expecting to meet them until the Christmas party--if I'd known they were going to be here, I would've slipped into something more spectacular.

[_burkle_]

Oh, like you don't always look spectacular.

*waves at her parents*

Lorne, I'd like you to meet my folks, Trish and Roger Burkle.

[roger_burkle]

*offers his hand to Lorne*

Howdy. Nice to meet another one of our daughter's friends.

[trish_burkle]

How do you do?

*smiles politely*

So ... Fred tells us you're from the same place where she was ... where she was for those five years?

[_lorne_]

*expression grows serious*

Pylea, yes. Home Sour Home. I'm much happier here--just as Fred is.

*flashes his smile*

So! Have you met the rest of the merry band of champions? Or are Angelcakes and the English studmuffin still out a-hunting?

[roger_burkle]

*pushes his glasses up his nose and drinks some of his beer*

You mean Angel and Wesley, right? Last we heard, they were on their exterminatin' mission.

*shakes his head*

Raccoon demons. Wouldn't be surprised to learn we've got those back home.

*considers a moment*

Or demon nutria.

[_burkle_]

*frowns thoughtfully*

Well, I haven't read about nutria demons, but we could ask Wesley--I bet he'd know.

[trish_burkle]

*smiles fondly at her daughter*

The way you talk of him, I'm beginning to wonder if there's anything your Wesley doesn't know, sweetie. I can't wait to meet him.

[_lorne_]

Wesley's an utter cupcake, Mrs. Burkle. Except when it comes to those who try to hurt your baby girl.

*stands up and raises her hand to his lips*

Pleasure meeting you both--I just knew that a fabulous girl like Fred would have equally fabulous parents. Now if you all will excuse me, my public calls.

*bounces back on stage*