[location: Dodgy Jammer] [open] Baby's at the punch bowl with a glass for you to fill

[buffy_slayer]

The bar top was polished to a high shine, and Buffy carefully folded the damp towel she'd been using to wipe it down into a neat square.

Not nervous, nope.

Another spot gets a quick wipedown, and Buffy quickly puts the towel away before she manages to scrub a hole in the finish. She didn't really know when people tended to come in, but if she was by herself for awhile, there was always dusting, and mopping, and re-arranging, and and and...

OK, maybe a little nervous.

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[buffy_slayer]

There's a silence, while Buffy looks from Spike to Dru, and then back again.

She's gotta ask.

"And what should I be thankful for now?"

[loves_bitch]

Spike gives his head a little shake. He isn't on the same page as Dru for this one. Sometimes he knows where she is and where she's going but right now?

He's got no idea.

[a_pretty_fire]

"For your family."

On this particular occasion, the myriad of differences between their worlds meant that Spike wasn't and couldn't be on the same page as his former paramour. She wasn't even the same Drusilla that he'd known and loved and killed alongside. At the moment, however, she was content enough to pretend that it didn't matter.