Mauvaise Chance Roof Garage, Friday Morning

[needsaparrot]

Xander had unlocked the doors up there and was checking out the facilities... but not speculatively eyeing the corner room that looked like it could easily be set up as a carpentry workshop because that would mean he was thinking things he couldn't afford to be thinking

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[sogothcally]

Cally wandered out between class and the assembly. She looked noticably less bruised then last time Xander'd seen her.

"'ey," she said.

[needsaparrot]

Xander poked his head out of the room-that-was-not-a-workshop. "Hey. You look better."

[sogothcally]

"'anks," Cally said. "Healed up and a little make-up. You got a workshop up here or somethin'?"

[needsaparrot]

"Looks like somebody started to put one in." Xander gestured around at the rest of the garage-space. "Mostly it's mechanical stuff, though, which... not my area of expertise. Not on spaceships, anyway. Got a spark-plug problem in your Chevy, we can talk."

[bridge_carson]

Having no classes on Fridays meant Bridge could do things like wander in to town. Wander in to a specific place in town, even.

"Hi!" he says brightly.

[needsaparrot]

"Hey." Xander waved a slightly overcomplex-looking wrench at him. "Sorry I missed you yesterday; coffee with Isabel turned into coffee with half the free world."

[bridge_carson]

"It's okay," Bridge says with a grin. "Willow and I entertained ourselves. Not dirty."

[needsaparrot]

"Which was slightly unnecessary because if it had been...?"