And You Were?
by Rob Morris
LOS ANGELES, FEBRUARY 6TH, 2004
They all sat around with nothing to say. Cordy was gone, gone for good. Each waited for Angel to say something. Anything. Finally, his cell-phone rang. He answered it, and all saw his smile form.
"That's wonderful news. Thank you for calling. Thank You."
Spike tried first.
"The Senior Partners make Roast Solicitor out of old Lindsay?"
"No."
Fred felt the good vibe, and went next.
"Buffy called, to apologize for Andrew?"
"No."
Having been teased about his lawyerly implant, Gunn made a guess using those same skills.
"The SP's are ceding the whole West Coast to us, for messing with that fail-safe?"
"No."
Wes exposed his heart and went broke for hope.
"She's alive."
"No."
"Then what was it?"
Angel smiled and nodded, and spoke the last words his friends would allow from him for twenty days.
"I just saved a bundle on my car insurance by switching to Geico."