Cordy and I had seen the strange couple, well, in the words of Xander, the father and son duo, back at Wolfram and Hart and had decided to follow them to their dwellings, knowing, well virtually one-hundred percent, knowing, that they were both linked to Giles
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"What do we do when they leave the room to get ice and see us hovering outside? And when they leave the room for real and still see us hovering? Circling the hallways is not exactly our best course of action, Wes." I said, placing my head in my hands.
We were going to be here for a long time. And I hadn't even brought Cosmo or Vogue to read. God. I could be back at Wolfram and Hart, getting Lindsey the hell out of there so I could personally kick his ass. But no. I'm here waiting for some psuedo slayer and her cranky old watcher to leave their damn room so we could find Wesley's stupid tablets that they stole.
My life in a nutshell, ladies and gentlemen.
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As I did, I peered my eyes around the corner and looked into the eyes of this doubtless watcher. He was on alert, as if he had done something wrong, which, of course, he had, by being involved in any plan to get in my way.
I was nearly ready to push open the door and open fire on them, but that was something that might not be able to be concealed, let alone the fact that I did not relish the potential of having the police up my rear end.
"Not all jobs are easy ones, Cordy. This may not seem like time well spent and I know that Lindsey is in trouble back at the firm, but they have exactly what we need and we can prove without a doubt, right here, tonight, that they are in cahoots with Giles."
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"Well, could they speed up the process? It was not exactly my *dream* when you woke me up from slumberland to be standing in a musty old stairwell waiting to prove someone wrong."
I huffed and leaned back against the wall. Could he tell I was aggravated? Hah.
"Sorry." I muttered. "And hey. Why do you think Lindsey is the only thing on my mind at the moment?" I glared at him.
Okay so he was, but still.
"I have other priorities too, you know. Like getting your stupid tablets, templates, whatever back and getting the hell out of here."
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"Wesley, I hate to interrupt your little rantfest, but uhm, you were definately pulling a Noah's Ark with all of those animals." I let out a small smile before clearing my throat.
"What if we accidentally pull the fire alarm? And then they'd have to accidentally leave the building and we'd have to accidentally sneak into their room? It would expedite this whole process."
I crossed my arms over my chest again. All I wanted to do was to get out of this rundown nasty old hotel and back into Wolfram and Hart. Sheesh. It occurred to me how odd that thought was, but hey, get over it. It was true.
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I closed my eyes and rested my head against the wall.
"Did you catch what room number they were in? Or was that little escape they made a waste?" I raised a brow at him without even opening my eyes. I had perfected the annoyed tone and therefore, didn't need the looks to accompany it.
But still, the raised brow was always a very nice touch to go with it.
"Do you think Angel will notice our little escape?"
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