: Joss owns everything, I own nothing.
"C'mon, come on...answer the phone!" Buffy said, tapping her fingers on the counter. Finally the other end picked up.
"Giles! I can't go out patrolling tonight! Yes, I know that I haven't patrolled in a week, but I'm not going to the Bronze this time."
Buffy then muttered to herself, "Like I'd go to the Bronze in this condition."
"Well.... I can't patrol because, you know Willow and me? We finally realized that we were in love with each other. Yeah, yeah, You saw it coming, what took us so long, yadda yadda....Anyway, Spike got tired of hearing Willow babble, and he had someone magic her lip balm so that it stuck to any skin it touched for the next 12 hours, to shut her up."
"I know that Willow doesn't have to speak to come along on patrol with me, but Giles..."
"I know she won't die from not speaking for 12 hours, but Giles..."
"I know I have a sacred duty to protect the people, but Giles..."
Buffy sighed. "He hung up." She looked at Willow. "I guess we'll have to patrol...."
---Later that night----
One vampire looked at his companion. "Hey, Bob, isn't that the Slayer?"
"Yeah, it is. Maybe we should get out of here."
"Why does the Slayer have that girl on the wagon under her skirt?"
"I dunno, Vince, but are YOU gonna call her on it?"