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[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

*Xander sits down at a table to do a little people-watching. Normally not the kind of thing he goes in for-- but here, Milliways being what it is, he considers it an Olympic sport, if not an art form.

He grins and leans back in his chair. It's been a crazy week, that's for sure, what with meeting Death and Lucifer-- not to mention Meg, who falls under a category completely separate from the rest of humankind. Plus Pikachu, can't forget that little guy. All evil karaoke machines aside, things really aren't so bad here, after all.

Sadly, as often happens when people are happy and relaxed, Xander lets his guard down. He leans a little TOO far back in his seat, causing his chair to come crashing to the floor.*

AGH!




... I'm okay.

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[alien-isabel.livejournal.com]

"I do so look like an alien. This is just what aliens actually look like."

Well at least hybrid ones.

"Would you rather be engaged to a green creature with a big head?" She asks Warren.

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

*Xander puts his hands up defensively and grins nervously.*

[notinthefett.livejournal.com]

Warren eyes the size of Isabel's head with mock seriousness because Warren is a jerk.

"So, uh, what's up?"

He doesn't actually care, he's just showing off the Babe.

[alien-isabel.livejournal.com]

"Xander was laying on the ground and trying to look up my skirt." Isabel replies, ever-so-innocently.

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

WHAT?

*Xander looks at Isabel murderously.*

Hey, I know I'm the amnesiac here, but I really don't remember that happening!

[notinthefett.livejournal.com]

Urge to kill: rising...

Warren pulls Isabel a little closer.

"Baby? Don't do that."

[alien-isabel.livejournal.com]

"But it was funny." She pouts. "Fine. I'll play nice. Actually, I'll play walking away and going upstairs because I've got stuff to do wedding wise.

"It was nice to meet you Xander. It's good to meet Warren's friends."

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

*At the word "friends," Xander casts a dubious glance in Warren's direction. However, he smiles at Isabel and waves goodnight. Even if she IS evil.*

Okay, good night. Good luck with all that wedding stuff!

[notinthefett.livejournal.com]

Warren watches her go.

"That's, uh, my woman," he says, proudly.

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

*Xander's voice is weak.* Special lady. Really good with the giving of heart attacks.

[notinthefett.livejournal.com]

Warren grins.

"Yeah."

He shifts awkwardly for a moment.

"So I, uh, kinda want to..."

He gestures the direction Isabel went with his head.

"Sorry. Just. You know. She's really hot."

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

*Xander rolls his eyes at Warren, but can't help but grin.*

Go ahead, Don Juan.

[notinthefett.livejournal.com]

Warren nods.

"Right. Gonna..."

Whipped.

"Right. Bye!"

He dashes off after the girl.