"I'm so sorry, Giles!" Willow squeaked. Giles sternly glared at Willow.
"Just as long as it doesn't happen again."
"No! No more time-traveling spells from yours truly, no siree!" Willow babbled. Giles smiled slightly, relenting.
"But it is good to be back. 18th century London would not have been my
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