A/N: Well, I thought this story was complete... Then my mental Xander came out of his catatonic state.
“But...” The one-eyed young man looked across the table and whined.
The redhead sitting beside the young man decided to throw her weight into the argument. “But Giles, think of the good we could do.”
“GOOD?!?” The watcher nearly screamed. “Promoting bad habits and hyperactivity?!?”
Locking in her resolve face, the witch immediately responded. “Employing hundreds of people who would otherwise be out of work.”
“That is not
part of the Council's purview!” He shot back, while pointing the glasses in his hand vigorously in a vaguely outside the house direction.
“And there again we see the short-sightedness of the Council,” the younger man responded. “Diversification is king.”
“Xander, the Council will NOT use its discretionary budget to buy the Twinkie brand out of bankruptcy!”
“Ah HA!” Xander launched himself to his feet! “So you will
use some other part of the Council budget!”
A knock on the doorframe pulled Xander and Willow's attention to a lanky brunette. “Guys! Can you keep it down? I'm trying to study for a final. By the way, why is Giles crying?”