Mar 07, 2008 10:49
Giles spent a good portion of time trying to sweep the dust bunnies out the front door of the shop when he first arrived. The level of his success was negligible, as the amount of dirt and dust accumalating in the shop attested to.
He finally took a break and leaned against the counter with a cup of tea, eyeing the strange bunnies with a baleful eye.
Maybe Anya was on to something with her opinion of bunnies.
The Magic Box was open.
rupert giles,
magic box