026: [ voice | location: caritas ] A bingin' we will go

[glowingseer.livejournal.com]

[ guess who's now seated at a secluded corner in caritas, with her head on the table and nursing a huge bottle of alcohol on her own.

no, really. guess. ] Oh, who cares about... broody, stupid vamps when I've got you... [ she grabs the bottle and reads: ] Mr. Voodoo Tiki Tequila. Mmm. You're now my new best friend, 'kay?

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[ location: caritas ]

[glowingseer.livejournal.com]

"Fine, whatever." Cordelia grabs her bottle and chugs some of it down. "One thing good you can say about this glitch? At least it's one-sided." Pause. "Isn't it?"

[ location: caritas ]

[bigbad]

"I really hope so." Spike hasn't had a chance to talk to Buffy since it started. If Buffy starts acting moon-eyed over Angel as well... Spike took another drink from his bottle. "This better end soon."

[ location: caritas ]

[glowingseer.livejournal.com]

"Finally something we can agree on." She gives him a nice, big, bright fake smile. "Cheers."

[ location: caritas ]

[bigbad]

He smirks and clinks his bottle against hers. "See? Silver lining. Cheers."