[Jacketed and scarfed, Buffy is hard at work on the lawn of House Seven. She has in her hands a most fierce and gruesome weapon--long and pronged, wickedly effective for roping in and dealing with rogue...leaves. Yes, today Buffy is devoting her time to raking the leaves on the lawn (a task she takes even into the early but dark evening). And while
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... yeah, he kind of fails at poker faces.]
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Upon seeing him, she pauses in her ministrations.] H-hey!
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[As if it weren't already obvious.]
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[A small shrug.] How are you?
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[He leans down to pick up a leaf and just sort of absentmindedly twirl it in his fingers.]
That's a good idea. Maybe I should clean mine up too before it gets too bad, though I'm not sure it'll really make much of a difference given how many trees are around my house. Won't more leaves just fall into the yard anyway?
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You just...keep raking, till they're all down and dealt with. Annoying, but it's gotta be done. Like a lot of things.
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[A pause.]
Do you want some help with that?
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[Sorry Buffy, that one went right over his head.]
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[... and it's right about now that they will be interrupted by a small furry guided missile because YOU LEFT MEEEE AND I AM HUNGRYYYYY
Otherwise known as Sial. Hello pretty lady, do you have anything for me to eat?]
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