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[tristan_cohen]

I'm getting tired of this town. Of course that could just be the nauseating level of holiday cheer that's been going on around me. Ok, yes I normally used to like holidays, I think I've become anti-cheer. I don't think I'll find less cheer elsewhere. Although I could be wrong about that, they did all just survive some major apocalyptic thing so

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[bunny_hater]

*looks up from counting the money when the bell rings*

Welcome to the Magic Box! We're having out post-winter solstice sale, can I interest you in some ritual candles at 10% off?

[tristan_cohen]

Actually I was looking for someone and I heard that she spends some time here.

Her name's Buffy.

[_giles_]

*looks up from his book concerned*

Any particular reason you are looking for her?

[tristan_cohen]

Oh good, they you guys do know her. Not like I had the best source of information in the world, kind of hard to take a..

Nevermind.

I wanted to talk to her.

[tristan_cohen]

Look I'm not here for nefarious purposes. If I was I'd be twirling my mustache and chuckling evily. I'm just here to talk to the current slayer.

And since I don't really have a home anymore it's not terribly out of my way.

I know I'm a bit of an ass. Especially to watchers, you can blame Kit for that.

I just want to thank her for something, no big deal, I'll make it in a public place if that lowers your threat meter to yellow ok?

[bunny_hater]

You do know that real evil doesn't twirl their mustaches, don't you? Some of them don't even have mustaches, and when they chuckle they sound like Xander does after sucking the air out of a balloon. Well, or that noise the garbage disposal makes, depending on the species.

*waves a hand at Giles*

Don't mind him, his threat meter is always on orange or red, whatever color you people use to describe highly suspicious. He can't help it, his britishness makes him very repressed sometimes and this is what happens.

*smiles adoringly at Giles*

If it makes you feel better, he can meet Buffy in the back room where you can keep an eye on him, Giles.

*glances back at Tristan*

Although I think Buffy can take him if he tries anything sneaky. He doesn't look all that threatening to me.

[_giles_]

Yes, thank you again, Anya.

And I am not repressed. I think its fair to say that we shouldn't go around giving out Buffys personal information to every Tom, Dick and Haryy that walks in here. Do you really think that if he did have bad intentions he would come in here and say, "Yes, I am so and so and I plan to kill and or maim your slayer today"? No, they would come in here under the pretense of wanting to thank them for something and you would offer them a compass and a map.

*looks back to Tristan*

My apologies. I suppose I could speak with Buffy and if she wishes to speak to you we could arrange to do so here.

[tristan_cohen]

Really that's all I'm asking. You all can be loaded for bear if you like. I'm fairly harmless, just annoying.

You know you get that same pulsing vein in the temple that Kit used to when we talked, that must be a watcher thing.

[slayer_b]

That would be great. I should probably try and clean up the stinky herbs and make sure I didn't break any of the ugly candle stick holders just in case Giles tries to be a big meanie and charge me for an accident that was completely out of my control.

[tristan_cohen]

Least I can do is help clean up stinky herbs.

You ever notice that vein he gets in the temple when he's irritated? Total watcher trait.

*grins*

[bunny_hater]

Oh, that doesn't only happen when he's irritated. It happens when he's concentrating really hard, too. Like just before he has an orgasm. If I wasn't sure of the good pyhysical condition he's in for a man of his age, I'd be concerned he might have an aneurism one of these times.

*hands Buffy the dustpan and broom*

Try to save what you can of the stinky herbs, you know we keep the expensive ones back there.

[slayer_b]

Okay, way with the too much info.

*suppresses a shudder, accepts the broom and dustpan*

I'll be careful.

*whispers to Tristan as they walk toward the back*

If there are any broken items? We're tossing them. What they don't see they can't charge me for.