This was so cool! I thought, as I left the hotel with Lorne. Wewere so going to a Karaoke bar and Lorne was going to read people's aura's as they sang and not offer them guidance
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Andrew was probably the most unlikely person that I would be spending my evening with, but then again when I really looked at it, he was probably one of the only people I would consider to be anything like me. Okay, he wasn't a demon, of course, but I'm talking in terms of personality
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"Yay," I said, and then wished I could take it back because I sounded like I was when I was five and my father bought me the complete star wars trilogy on DVD, which come to think of it, was very exciting, just like this bar was going to be
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The place was typically busy for this time of night. When we entered, I motioned for Andrew to go grab us a table. I turned and walked over to the bar where Sal was, and upon seeing me, a devious smirk crossed his mottled face. He entended his hand towards me, and I grasped it as I walked up to him.
"Lorne, you sonofabitch!" he greeted me in his usual off-collar manner as he shook my hand, grinning. "Thanks for the business, pal. I mean, no offense meant of course, I know how much Caritas meant to you, but since that place blew, my business has been booming!"I gave him a flat stare and perked an eyebrow. "You're welcome," I replied sardonically, my voice edging on sarcasm. "Bit of a sore spot still, if you don't mind
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"I got the next round, Lorne," I said, stunned that he just knew that the vamp was going to be dust.
Walking alone, in a bar full of mostly demons, some of the recognizable and not so pleasant varity, I felt a little nervous, but was glad that he was back.
"She's dust in the wind? I guess that's good, because she doesn't exactly contribute to society and she is the worst singer that I've ever heard."
Still, there was something about vampire chicks that was kinda hot, bu again, not something that I was letting escape my lips, and for me, no talkingwas generally an exercise in futility.
If little miss vampire wanted to make me into one of her, and make m her sex slave, I wasn't going to complain. Besides, that would be quite the way to lose the cherry, with such a strong and sexy demon.
Lorne looked at me. "Do you only see what's going to happen to her, or do you see specifics? Because specifics, that would be cool."
I was betting on Buffy. Or maybe it was that crazy kid of Angel's that would do it.
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"Lorne, you sonofabitch!" he greeted me in his usual off-collar manner as he shook my hand, grinning. "Thanks for the business, pal. I mean, no offense meant of course, I know how much Caritas meant to you, but since that place blew, my business has been booming!"I gave him a flat stare and perked an eyebrow. "You're welcome," I replied sardonically, my voice edging on sarcasm. "Bit of a sore spot still, if you don't mind ( ... )
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"I got the next round, Lorne," I said, stunned that he just knew that the vamp was going to be dust.
Walking alone, in a bar full of mostly demons, some of the recognizable and not so pleasant varity, I felt a little nervous, but was glad that he was back.
"She's dust in the wind? I guess that's good, because she doesn't exactly contribute to society and she is the worst singer that I've ever heard."
Still, there was something about vampire chicks that was kinda hot, bu again, not something that I was letting escape my lips, and for me, no talkingwas generally an exercise in futility.
If little miss vampire wanted to make me into one of her, and make m her sex slave, I wasn't going to complain. Besides, that would be quite the way to lose the cherry, with such a strong and sexy demon.
Lorne looked at me. "Do you only see what's going to happen to her, or do you see specifics? Because specifics, that would be cool."
I was betting on Buffy. Or maybe it was that crazy kid of Angel's that would do it.
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