(Angel, Buffy, Xander, Cordelia, Spike, and Willow sit around a huge table
with stacks of paper strewn about. Angel is holding a paper at arms length.
Cringing he slowly brings it closer until it touches his nose.)
(Buffy waves a paper in the air.)
B: What are we machines? Spike, this ones got us on top of Giles' desk, a bed, a closet, a bed, a coffin, a desk, a bed, a closet, another closet and. look! Here's another!
(Angel looks over her shoulder to read.)
A: Is that even humanly possible?
X: What?
(Xander leans over and his eyes widen.)
X: Not that I know of. It may be. But why would anybody do that to their back? And with Spike?
(Everyone but Spike makes a disgusted sound. He looks around, annoyed. Then Cordelia makes a noise. All turn around to look at her.)
B: What is it?
(Cordelia ignores her and stares at Angel.)
C: Would you bite me if we, uh. you know.?
(Angel looks confused.)
A: Why are you asking?
C: This one has you and me doing it.
A: Oh. No! Not only would it hurt but I might get an artery and you'd die of blood loss or possibly become delirious. You'd also get your sheets all dirty, and it would hurt...
Buffy: You've thought about this a lot, haven't you?
(Xander holds up another sheaf of papers)
X: Same thing in all these.
A: Oh.
(Willow gasps and throws a piece of paper away from her. It hits Spike in the face. He picks it up and begins to read.)
S: Bloody hell!
(He spits on it and throws it down to the ground where he grinds it with his heel.)
B: What? What is it?
S: It's got peaches and I doing the nasty.
X: Okay, that's just gross.
B: Well these freaks seem to like it.
(Spike nods for a while, still grossed out.)
(All of a sudden, Willow squeaks loudly.)
B: What, more nastiness?
(She shakes her head.)
W: No. but this is kind of funny.
(Angel looks over her shoulder. He begins to laugh loudly, slapping his knees.)
(Cordelia reads a bit, then joins in, leaning on his shoulder)
(Buffy reads it and gasps)
B: Why would Angel and Spike kill Riley?
(Everyone is laughing by now but Buffy just waves a piece of paper in front of their faces)
(Xander grabs it and reads)
X: Oh. Wow. Me and.
(He looks at Spike strangely)
B: Why would Angel and Spike kill Riley?
S: Shut up, Slayer.
A: Come on, no fighting. Desk boy.
(Spike growls and his eyes turn yellow. Cordelia pats his shoulder.)
C: Down boy.
B: Why would Angel and Spike kill Riley?
Willow: Hey, here's one with me and Angel and a walrus.
(Cordelia cringes then holds up another.)
C: This is fairly normal. Its just Xander proposing to Anya.
(She pauses and all look at her expectantly)
C: Nevermind. There's a chicken suit involved.
(Xander snatches it away)
X: WHAT? I didn't.
A: Sure.
B: Why would Angel and Spike kill Riley?
(Spike punches her. She faints. Xander rolls his eyes)
X: Thank god. Now we can actually read.
(Buffy waves a paper in the air.)
B: What are we machines? Spike, this ones got us on top of Giles' desk, a bed, a closet, a bed, a coffin, a desk, a bed, a closet, another closet and. look! Here's another!
(Angel looks over her shoulder to read.)
A: Is that even humanly possible?
X: What?
(Xander leans over and his eyes widen.)
X: Not that I know of. It may be. But why would anybody do that to their back? And with Spike?
(Everyone but Spike makes a disgusted sound. He looks around, annoyed. Then Cordelia makes a noise. All turn around to look at her.)
B: What is it?
(Cordelia ignores her and stares at Angel.)
C: Would you bite me if we, uh. you know.?
(Angel looks confused.)
A: Why are you asking?
C: This one has you and me doing it.
A: Oh. No! Not only would it hurt but I might get an artery and you'd die of blood loss or possibly become delirious. You'd also get your sheets all dirty, and it would hurt...
Buffy: You've thought about this a lot, haven't you?
(Xander holds up another sheaf of papers)
X: Same thing in all these.
A: Oh.
(Willow gasps and throws a piece of paper away from her. It hits Spike in the face. He picks it up and begins to read.)
S: Bloody hell!
(He spits on it and throws it down to the ground where he grinds it with his heel.)
B: What? What is it?
S: It's got peaches and I doing the nasty.
X: Okay, that's just gross.
B: Well these freaks seem to like it.
(Spike nods for a while, still grossed out.)
(All of a sudden, Willow squeaks loudly.)
B: What, more nastiness?
(She shakes her head.)
W: No. but this is kind of funny.
(Angel looks over her shoulder. He begins to laugh loudly, slapping his knees.)
(Cordelia reads a bit, then joins in, leaning on his shoulder)
(Buffy reads it and gasps)
B: Why would Angel and Spike kill Riley?
(Everyone is laughing by now but Buffy just waves a piece of paper in front of their faces)
(Xander grabs it and reads)
X: Oh. Wow. Me and.
(He looks at Spike strangely)
B: Why would Angel and Spike kill Riley?
S: Shut up, Slayer.
A: Come on, no fighting. Desk boy.
(Spike growls and his eyes turn yellow. Cordelia pats his shoulder.)
C: Down boy.
B: Why would Angel and Spike kill Riley?
Willow: Hey, here's one with me and Angel and a walrus.
(Cordelia cringes then holds up another.)
C: This is fairly normal. Its just Xander proposing to Anya.
(She pauses and all look at her expectantly)
C: Nevermind. There's a chicken suit involved.
(Xander snatches it away)
X: WHAT? I didn't.
A: Sure.
B: Why would Angel and Spike kill Riley?
(Spike punches her. She faints. Xander rolls his eyes)
X: Thank god. Now we can actually read.
