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The college students are beginning to come back to Sunnydale. Which means it's time for the Annual Back To School Sale. Of course Giles has gone back to England, so I can't count on him to help with the sale. Honestly, being possessed is nothing to be ashamed of, some of the times he's been knocked unconcious were more embarrassing than the almost causing another apocalypse was. Well, he was in some way responsible for almost causing one when Angel had that statue of Acathla from what Xander had told me. With the way some of the people around here throw responsibility around I guess I can see why Giles felt it was better to leave the country for a while.
I haven't seen much of Spike lately, either. There hasn't been a need for him to work as security at the shop, but now that the students are coming back shoplifting is bound to become rampant again. It would be nice if he could help with this sale as well. Not that his lack of attention to either me or the shop is surprising. I've been around long enough to know that this is typical behavior for men, no matter what species they are. It's all fun and games until a woman asks for a little support, then they suddenly have other things to do.
Perhaps I'll call Tara this afternoon and see if she'd be interested in helping me out with this sale. She's the only one besides Giles that I trust with the money anyway. She might be able to do something about these pesky Jais'n'ti demons that have been scurring around the basement, too. They keep the rodents from nesting down there, but they also like to eat some of the merchandise. I killed four of them this morning with my bat when I went down for more Raven's Feathers. Reminded me of the annual parties D'hoffryn used to throw; Lloyd always brought fried Jais'n'ti with pureed Blood Larva, it was D'hoffryn's favorite appetizer.
I haven't seen much of Spike lately, either. There hasn't been a need for him to work as security at the shop, but now that the students are coming back shoplifting is bound to become rampant again. It would be nice if he could help with this sale as well. Not that his lack of attention to either me or the shop is surprising. I've been around long enough to know that this is typical behavior for men, no matter what species they are. It's all fun and games until a woman asks for a little support, then they suddenly have other things to do.
Perhaps I'll call Tara this afternoon and see if she'd be interested in helping me out with this sale. She's the only one besides Giles that I trust with the money anyway. She might be able to do something about these pesky Jais'n'ti demons that have been scurring around the basement, too. They keep the rodents from nesting down there, but they also like to eat some of the merchandise. I killed four of them this morning with my bat when I went down for more Raven's Feathers. Reminded me of the annual parties D'hoffryn used to throw; Lloyd always brought fried Jais'n'ti with pureed Blood Larva, it was D'hoffryn's favorite appetizer.