"This was *not* the way tonight was supposed to end, Xander." Anya snipped, brushing her hair in front of the vanity mirror.
"What? We had a good time; Spike's making money. You like for Spike to make money, don’t you?" Xander lifted up the sheet and began to climb into bed.
"Yes, of course, you know I do. But this was *our* night. Our date."
"Well, sure, um, wait." Xander paused, knee on the bed. "Our *date*? *Our* date?"
"Don't give me that, Xander. You know. Our date. And our date is ending with Spike talking dirty to a stranger!" She tossed the hairbrush down and turned to glare at Xander. "That's our dirty talk, Xander!"
Xander opened his mouth and said nothing. Opened and closed it several more times.
Anya rolled her eyes. "Seduction of Spike. You weren’t with me on that?"
"Of course I wasn't! I'm with you! I love only you! I want only you!" Xander flopped down on the bed. "That is *so* our dirty talk he's selling!"
Anya rushed to the bed, tackling Xander. She came up straddling him, grinning. "What should we do? Knock him over the head and drag him to our bed?"
"I love the gentle subtlety that your plan so very much lacks, but no." Xander raised his head and kissed her. "What say we do the other thing? We seduce him?"
Anya smiled. "Are you sure? Hitting over the head and dragging does work, you know. And we have clubs."
"We do? Of course we do." Xander waved his hand in the air. "We don't need no stinkin' clubs, you and I! We're cute."
Anya moved down to kiss him with a smile, rubbing her nose against his. "You are, you know. You're very cuXandXander."
"Okay, no lovey-dovey while we plan our seduction of the vampire-phone-whore. I'll feel cheap."
Anya laughed. "What should we do?"
"Well. Doesn't he like us to play cards with him while he takes calls?"
Anya nodded. "He does. He even gets mad at us when we don't. Say's we let him slave away without a thought."
"And *some*one just got pretty new fuzzy knickers."
"Oh! I did! I should put them on, yes?"
"Yes."
Anya got up and ran to her new knickers. "What about you? You don’t have anything new and pretty."
"I need new and pretty to be attractive?" Xander whimpered, playfully.
"Oh, hush." She tossed her pajama top at him. "Hey! Wait! *I* need something new and pretty?"
"I was kidding. It was a joke!"
"You're not as funny as I am, Xander."
Xander chuckled. "Put on yer fuzzy knickers. We got us a Spike to get."
Anya stepped into her fuzzy panties. "That was an excellent Spike, Xander."
"Really? What say you and I go find out how good the real thing is?"
tbc..
