Title: A Costume Discussion
Rating: PG for a little Brit swearing
Disclaimer: Not mine, all hail Joss
Summary: The title says it all
"I said no and I bloody well mean no. Drop it."
"If you'd just try it..."
"Bloody buggering hell, I said no. It is NOT happening. I refuse. Its an insult to my species as a whole. You keep this up I'm going out and finding a big box to make you a walking Happy Meal."
"You know that's not a bad idea."
"It figures. Only you would think that. Why the Hell do I always get the barmy ones?"
"What did we say about comparing me to your exes?"
"Never compare your sanity to Dru, you're intellect to Harmony, or your taste in vampires to Buffy. And why the bloody Hell is that? She picked me after all."
"One word; Angel."
"... You win, but there is still no bloody way I'm going to let you throw that glitter on me and call it a costume, Xan. Some things are just not on."