I've had a sneaky morning off, because the client was late in sending me this week's batch of work, so I looked at the pile of ironing, the state of the house, the million and one jobs that need doing, ignored the lot and did this instead
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Thanks sweetie, and for the pimp - very much appreciated :)
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“Bed,” Spike put in hopefully.
“… room,” Buffy went on, shaking her head, “for Spike and me in London, we’ll be over to give our thanks in person.
Hee! There isn't enough scotch in all the world to drown that one, Giles.
Wonderful Giles, Buffy and Spike voices.
“And he was on the next plane to Rome.” Buffy reached up to touch his face and examined his left eye critically. “You know, the bruises faded real quick…”
“You still pack one hell of a punch, love.” Spike smiled fondly at the memory.
That's my girl!
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Hee! Poor old Giles, huh? I have no sympathy :)
Thanks petzi, glad you liked it
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:)
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