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[faithful_slayer]

Faith opens the door to her suite for Maria, grinning.

"Let me give you the nickel tour."

She leads her friend around, showing her the apartment, with special attention to the parts she considers the biggest draw - the large bathtubs and the weapons hanging off the walls

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[herbal_waitress]

Maria looks around with a grin, impressed. "It's... very you."

[faithful_slayer]

"Which means, of course, that you love it madly."

Faith grins. "I'm glad."

[herbal_waitress]

"But of course. How long did it take you to get this collection?"

[faithful_slayer]

"The weapons just sort of built up over time. The furniture and stuff...I got a friend to magic it up for me."

[herbal_waitress]

"Cool. I'm not sure where ours came from. I think Michael got some old stuff from somewhere and fixed it up."

[faithful_slayer]

"Good with his hands, is he?"

Let the innuendo begin.

[herbal_waitress]

Maria grins. "Very."

[faithful_slayer]

"So's Max. With the healing, you know."

Faith nods, straightfaced. "Very good. At the healing."

[herbal_waitress]

"With the healing. Of course." Maria does a very good deadpan.

[faithful_slayer]

"Yes. 'Course."

Faith's lips twitch.

"...sexual. healing. Uhm."

[herbal_waitress]

Maria eyes her for a moment, then starts giggling.

"Yeah."

[faithful_slayer]

Faith giggles, too.

"Must be an alien thing, I guess. Their kind, anyway. Lucky us."

[herbal_waitress]

Maria nods enthusiastically. "So very lucky."

[faithful_slayer]

"I mean, laying aside the fact that I'm dating, you know, royalty...Max is just so..."

Faith gestures, incoherently.

"Y'know?"

[herbal_waitress]

"Oh, I know. Michael is too." Her smile is gaining a distinctly dopey edge.

[faithful_slayer]

So is Faith's.

"And, see, no matter what he says on the subject, I know I don't deserve Max. I know that. But the way I figure it, neither does anybody else, so I might as well go for it."