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[resurrected_b]

Well, I checked out Wilkin's apartment. The inside of it, which I wasn't really expecting. I bet he's got surveillance cameras in the hall--I really wasn't being loud or anything. And while I didn't get to do a thorough search of the place, I didn't find anything too weird going on in there, or interrupt any big meeting of bad guys. Riley didn't

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[freckled_witch]

I wander into the kitchen 'bout ready to make myself a much needed snack when who should I see... "hey, Buffy," I grin. "I was just about to make a sandwich. You want one?" Okay, so I'm in a weird mood this afternoon.

[resurrected_b]

"Naw, I ate already," I say. "So how'd the trip to LA go--the boss turn out to be evil?" I'm being avoidy about whether or not she talked much to Angel. I think about the evil handkerchief I stuck in the fridge to preserve the DNA...I really hope that's how it works. But catching up comes first. "Ooh, and we still need to do that shopping trip thing, we've only got like a week left."

[freckled_witch]

“Okay,” I say, movin’ on over to the fridge and busying myself making a ham sandwich. Mmm, sandwich. “An’ yep on the evil front, knew it was gonna happen. Still didn’t make it any less of a shock, though. Like, why me? Why’d I have to be the one hired by a subsidisary company of an evil LA based law firm?”

I cut off the crusts. “And the why of it all? Did I mention that? ‘Cause he wasn’t so big on explaining. Although I get the feeling I was being tested.” I put the sandwich on a plate an’ take a seat at the island. I’ll clean up after I eat. Promise.

“End-rant,” I grin and take a bite out of the sandwich. “Sorry it took us so long to get back. Tara an’ I sorta… needed time to catch up,” and that’s about as delicately as I can put it. I blush, “but she’s looking forward to the big shopping fest, I guess that’ll have to been soon, hunh? Goddess, I still can’t get over that our Dawnie’s all grown up!”

[resurrected_b]

"Me either!" I say, with a sad smile. "Let's just hope her roomie situation works out better than our first ones did, huh?" I lean my elbows on the counter. "So the evil boss was indeed evil and you still don't know why he wanted the wacky security system." I nod, that sounds about like business as usual. "You did quit, didn't you? I mean, not that keeping an eye on a guy like that isn't possibly a good diea, but it's Angel's town and we sorta agreed to keep out of each others' turf..." Dammit, hadn't actually intended to mention him.

[good_soldier]

"I still don't like that you ate one of his cookies," I said, from my spot against the wall, arms folded stiffly across my chest. "There could've been any kind of mystical toxin in there. Didn't you say he once had Faith shoot Angel with some kind of obscure magickal poison?"

[resurrected_b]

I walk over to Riley and give him a reassuring hug. "Hey, I just took a couple bites and then waited a while before finishing it. Besides, who better than the girl with the super-constitution to test out potentially lethal cookies?" I smile at him. "I'm fine, really, and they were perfectly normal. Except for possibly being magically yummy."

[good_soldier]

"Better be fine," I said, unable to keep a note of petulance entirely out of my voice. "I know where to find Semtex. I could have enough to send the Mayor into orbit wired up with a half hour's notice."

[resurrected_b]

"And that'd probably make a whole bunch of people around here happy, but the trouble is, I think he'd really human. So unless he starts bucking for superdemon status again, I can't really go along with it." I smile at him. "It was weird, he was actually almost polite--in that really annoying way of his."

[ripper_giles]

I, of course, drove straight over to Buffy's when I got her message. I admit it, I am eager to discover what she found. Hearing voices in the kitchen, I walk in through the back door to find Willow, BUffy and Riley already there.

[resurrected_b]

"Hi, Giles!" I say, brightly. "We were just trying to figure out what we could learn from Wilkins' uh...snot." I glance at Riley and smile at him. "Although Riley might want to analyze the cookies for potential evil, too."

[ripper_giles]

"Snot? Cookies?" I look at Riley. "Do I want to know what she's talking about?"

[resurrected_b]

"Presents from Wilkins," I explain, nodding to the baggie with the handkerchief that Willow is holding. "He sneezed on it and said we could do whatever tests we wanted to see if he's evil or demonic or whatever. Riley's just upset 'cause I ate a cookie he gave me, but see? No ill effects."