Sunday 7th December

Dec 08, 2014 22:21


(Corner table at the Bronze)
SPIKE: You know, there are quite a few American beers that are highly underrated. This unfortunately is not one of them.
BUFFY: Update, Spike. We're not here to discuss the fine choice of hops. It's about two Slayers: one in China during the Boxer Rebellion, one in New York.
(She holds up a wad of cash and snatches it back as he tries to grab for it.)
BUFFY: Both got killed by you. Tell the tale, you get the cash.
SPIKE: Right. You want to learn all about how I bested the Slayers and you want to learn fast. Right, then. We fought. I won. The end. Pay up.
BUFFY: That's not what I-
SPIKE: What did you want, eh? A quick demo? A blow-for-blow description you can map out and memorize? It's not about the moves, love. And since I agreed to your little proposition, we can do this my way. Wings.
BUFFY: What?
SPIKE: Spicy buffalo wings. Order me up a plate. I'm feelin' peckish.

~~Fool for Love~~

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