pHe swept up the area where the mannequin had sat./P

pThe floor was covered with scraps now, with bits and pieces of all sorts of things- underwear, books, lipstick tubes, stale chocolate, and his personal favorite: a Wonder Woman comic./P

pThe mannequin had been the center of his Buffy collection. She had been gorgeous./P

pOccasionally headless, but gorgeous./P

pHe didn't see what the big deal was, really./P

pHe was just showing affection./P

pWhat did she know, anyway? Drusilla would've been thrilled if he'd put something like this together for her. He could've artfully arranged the bones of the newborns she'd killed with velvet dresses and the occasional china doll.../P

pHe knew love, dammit./P

pWhy didn't she?/P