Carnival in Sao Paulo.

Drusilla held her lover's hand tighter. She didn't want to lose Spike in this crowd. People were dressed strangely. Queens and angels everywhere; monsters and ballerinas scurrying around them.

"What do you want, princess?"

Drusilla grinned. Silly girl, how could she have forgotten? He had promised to get her a gift.

She looked around. Fairies and harlequins danced carelessly on the streets. "I want that," she finally decided, pointing gracefully to a beautiful ruby pendant.

Spike laughed, putting his arm around her waist he guided her to the unsuspecting fairy. "Carnival in Sao Paulo," he smirked, "this is too easy."