Yes, I am Bridget again. The "cure" was nasty. Ew. But that's not the real problem.

[bridget_sit]

Oh, dear lord. What happened to all of my clothes?

They're...gone. And how am I supposed to slay in a...what the hell kind of dress is that? Elizabethan? What was I thinking? How did I get this many dresses in only a week? Wait a minute...

*notices Ebay print-out*

Not good.

*faints*

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[perspective_guy]

Sorry, don't mean to laugh, Bridge, but that's pretty funny.

Anyway, you live with a bunch of young girls who are aboutish your size. If Buffy catches you, blame Dawn

And if that doesn't work, I'll snag Giles' Watchers' expense credit card and we'll hit the malls. Well, you'll hit the mall, I'll hit video game land. I think an hour or so of Wild Goose Hunt is just what I need.

[bridget_sit]

Go ahead. Swipe the card! This is an emergency! And since Dawn is still off in LA Land, I'll just borrow something that she might have left behind. Like that really cute black sweater...

So when are we going to the mall, my lord? Argh. Yes. New clothes. Fast!

And why could I not have been a drunkard? That's what Americans expect from us Irish, right? At least drunk I wouldn't have ended up clothes-less. I hope.

[perspective_guy]

We'll head off to the mall tomorrow, sound good? You can steal borrow enough clothes till then, right?

[jedi_watcher]

Oooh! Mall trip! Can we run by Suncoast? I need to pick up Ghost in the Shell.

[jedi_watcher]

And I thought I had it bad obsessing over Buffy. At least I don't need a whole new wardrobe now.