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[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith's not certain what Kitty's plans for Edmund entail, but the phrase Won't be back for a while probably means it's gonna be good fun for both of them.

Never one to stand in the way of romance or intercourse, she has agreed to take Ed's bartending shift for the night.

Which is why she's behind the bar, clad in a very short red leather miniskirt and matching (backless) halter top, nervous and trying to hide it.

The specials board reads as follows:

Pyro

Nitro

Mad Bomber

Absent Friend

Non-alcoholic Special: Hot chocolate

What'll it be?

Comments

[shelley_winters]

She wasn't lying! Much! This time!

"Good. Er... landshark? How'd you manage that?"

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

Xander shrugs.

"Uh, by 'made friends,' I mean 'he tried to eat me.'"

[shelley_winters]

"Oh, I see."

That seems fairly reasonable to Shelley Winters, Doom-magnet.

"You're okay, though?" He looks it, but best to check.

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

"Oh, yeah," he says, nodding. "He didn't touch me. And, uh ... apparently the people he actually ate all came back. So everybody wins." Pause. "Or at least didn't lose."

[shelley_winters]

"...Huh. Weird."

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

He nods. "Pretty weird, yeah."

Pause.

"So, uh, I've been meaning to ask you about some circusy things."

[shelley_winters]

She nods.

"Yes, we need to talk, I think. What d'you need to know?"

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

"I guess how long we need to get this thing rolling. How many rehearsal days, that kind of thing." He glances around shiftily. "And to be honest, I would also really like to know if we can get the big rock guy to accidentally step on the Joker."

[shelley_winters]

Shelley nods thoughtfully, wincing at the mention of the Joker.

"Well, most people seem to have their own idea of what they can do, which is good. So really, we just have to get them in an order, and if people need us to rehearse them, then we can. Then we need time to set up... But really, shouldn't take longer than a couple of weeks. The last few days can be pretty intense getting ready, but that should do it, I think."

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

He grins.

"See, when you put it that way? It sounds almost doable." Xander glances at her, an almost-frown passing over his face. He's got this nagging feeling ... well, maybe she's just tired. "So, um, if you're up for it, maybe we could try to get some people to assemble again this weekend? Like Sunday?"

[shelley_winters]

"That sounds a good idea. If we can get everyone definite on what they'll be doing, they can rehearse without us at times, too."

She's okay! Physically. Well... half healed, but still...

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

"Ah, Shelley. Your logic is a bright beacon of goodness." He grins. "Good stuff. So I'll break out the magic markers and get some signs up. That cool?"

[shelley_winters]

"Brilliant!"

She smiles sunnily at him.

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

Sunny smiles are good!

"Great," Xander says. "So, excellent. This oughta be fun, right? You know, barring all disasters?"

[shelley_winters]

Shelley tries to run through everything that could go wrong.

A very lengthy pause later, she gives up.

"We should be fine. Security and stuff. It will be fun!"

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

"Er. Right. Right!"

He nods. "I'm psyched. Really. I mean, I haven't seen a circus since I was a kid, and that time we got back-row seats and I dropped my cotton candy under the bleachers. So, you know." He looks a little sheepish.

"But that's all in the past. Way, way in the past. I like to think it helped make me who I am today, though."

Along with, you know, saving the world.

[shelley_winters]

Shelley nods solemnly.

"Undoubtedly. Hopefully we can arrange cotton candy at ours, too... and popcorn."

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

"That would rock. I bet Bar'd do it.

"... Any chance we can get all that stuff charged to people's individual tabs? Because mine, uh ... well, let's put it this way: It's the lowest score anybody ever got on Jeopardy-- including the SNL sketch with Sean Connery."

[shelley_winters]

Shelley winces.

"Good point. I... expect we could. We can sort something out with Bar before we start."

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

He nods. "I'm thinking that'd be a good idea, yeah.

"Well, we don't have to worry about it right now. I'll see you tomorrow, okay Shelley? Have a good night." He stands, then reaches out to ruffle Shelley's hair-- not too much, because girls tend to not like that. "Don't be a stranger."

[shelley_winters]

Shelley blinks, but takes the hair-ruffling with good grace.

"See you Xander. And you too!"