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[pastaintthrough]

Babe -- we need to do that again. Real soon. ♥

By the way? Don't any of you dare go playing through room 226 of the office. That's mine. Touch it and you might not have fingers left. Just saying. Or typing. Whatever.

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[trenchedangel]

You're just down the hall.

You weren't in the building the other night, were you? Power went out, that was me.

[melakafray13]

And me, darlin'. *grins* He's was puttin' me through a test of sorts.

[trenchedangel]

Think you passed?

[melakafray13]

Dunno. You're the Watcher here, not me.

[trenchedangel]

HmmMM. That's why I'm askin you if you 'think' you passed.

So think about it.

[pastaintthrough]

Mel-babe! Glad to know I have such hot neighbors.

[melakafray13]

You know it! *laughs* But, it's not really my office. It's Angel's. He's just my Watcher. It's like a Vampire Slayer's mentor-slash-teacher.

[pastaintthrough]

Same diff. Guessing you'll be around a lot either way.

[melakafray13]

You know it, sugar.

Probably stop by to see you than him. No offense to him, but...you're more fun.

[pastaintthrough]

Love to have you drop by. Leave the party pooper at home, thankyouverymuch.

[melakafray13]

Oh, I will. Thank Jesu I don't live with him. *laughs*

[pastaintthrough]

Nope! Out before nightfall.

Didn't see much point to stick around after business was through.