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[ripper_giles]

I am most perturbed by my findings today. Following my conversation with Buffy earlier this week when she mentioned, almost as an offhand remark, that she had some time ago caught sight of a picture in the paper which reminded her of Richard Wilkins III I have finally found time today to spend the requisite time at Sunnydale Public Library,

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[_dawnie_]

I'm sprawled across the couch when Giles comes in, remote in one hand, crunchy Cheetos in the other. Heaven. I chew up what I've got in my mouth, swallow, and say, "Hi, Giles." I punch a button on the remote and then notice that I've gotten orange dust on it. Ooops. I brush at it.

[ripper_giles]

"Ahh, Dawn, hello. I'm glad I found you - I was hoping to speak to you actually," I say, sitting down in the chair across from her and well away from the noxious orrange dust she seems to be half covered in.

[_dawnie_]

"What's up?" I ask brightly, sitting up straight and futilely brushing at my fingers. Finally I pop them into my mouth and lick them, trying to get the orange dust off. Mmm, tasty.