I really should post this next week, but...
Nervous
Zealous
Sweep
Tread
Seize
Sick
“It seems like every time I try to make Thanksgiving dinner, someone ends up sick or dead.” Buffy checked the water on the potatoes. “I need to tread lightly.”
“I can see how that would make you nervous.” Willow was busying sweeping Giles’s stoop, a bit more zealous than she needed.
“It wasn’t my fault that Indian--”
“Ahem,” Willow interrupted.
“Sorry Native American demon decided to seize upon Xander and give him all those diseases.” *
“He sure was sick.”
“At least we both got drumsticks. That was a first.”
“Good point. Know any obliging demons for this year’s feast?”
*reference: Pangs.
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