[log] homecoming

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[ The dance was set up pretty generically -- purple and red and yellow balloons, plenty of shiny streamers, paper-thin colored tablecloths. The whole shebang was pretty cheesy, but hey, considering Faith had never really been to one of these things, she didn't really seem to notice the shortcomings of Sunnydale High's decorations committee. She was busy slurping punch and scoping out the room and looking right at home. ]

So, uh, this limo deal supposed to take B around the block a couple times 'fore it drops her off? [ She shoots a look at Sam. ] Think we mighta been stood up.

[ ooc; Tag amongst yourselves? Tag order? Fuck if I know, just go for it. :| ]