[053] - [action] & [audio]

[slaying]

[Buffy is out in her finest fall fashions, today. Bundled under one arm is a pile of flyers and she has a staple gun gainfully employed in her opposite hand. Any building that will allow her to work her PR skills will now be sporting a

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/breaks hiatus because today is a dull day

[likevegeta]

I can.

[... ewwww buffy cooking. that's a worrying thought.]

[slaying]

[...of course you can, Andrew. Buffy will never forget you in oven mitts.]

Really? Like from the pumpkin before the men at the pumpkin insides factory put it into that teeny weeny can?

[likevegeta]

[Still can't beat that funnel cake.]

Duh. [A beat.] ... I mean, I'm not very good at the getting the insides out... or the stabbing. But I can make it.

[slaying]

Surprise, some of my best-honed skills are in the stabbing department. [Dryly.]

...You should show me how.

[likevegeta]

Do I get to go over to your house if I do?

[slaying]

...Promise not to pester Bones? 'Cause he gets mighty cranky.

[likevegeta]

[SQUEE.]

He won't even know I'm there!

[slaying]

Cross your heart?

[likevegeta]

And hope to die!

[...]

Uhm, actually, not to die.

[slaying]

I'll check with him, first. And Emony, too. Just in case.

[likevegeta]

'kay.

[slaying]

You...already know where I live, right?

[likevegeta]

Yeah - oh! Did you know Xander lives just down the hall from me?

[slaying]

Really? A coinkydink, indeed.

[Hmm. Xander is a tender subject at the moment.]