Gossip
Tonight I mused while eating dinner with Beloved Spouse.
"I think our neighbor D____ is actually Buffy the Vampire Slayer, grown up," I said.
"What?" she said.
"I mean, come on - D_____ used to be a California cheerleader. She's a lot more sensible than the stereotype, though."
"That's not hard, dear."
"And her husband is obviously Xander. He looks a lot like him, and he's a contractor, after all."
"That's impossible - he's much more capable than Xander ever was."
"That's because Joss was jealous of him, actually marrying Buffy like that. Joss wrote him as an idiot in the series."
"Do me a favor, husband."
"What?"
"Never reveal to them that we know their secret, okay?"
"Okay."
"Or ask them where the Hellmouth is."
"Dang."
"I think our neighbor D____ is actually Buffy the Vampire Slayer, grown up," I said.
"What?" she said.
"I mean, come on - D_____ used to be a California cheerleader. She's a lot more sensible than the stereotype, though."
"That's not hard, dear."
"And her husband is obviously Xander. He looks a lot like him, and he's a contractor, after all."
"That's impossible - he's much more capable than Xander ever was."
"That's because Joss was jealous of him, actually marrying Buffy like that. Joss wrote him as an idiot in the series."
"Do me a favor, husband."
"What?"
"Never reveal to them that we know their secret, okay?"
"Okay."
"Or ask them where the Hellmouth is."
"Dang."