"I'm sure it's peas". She furrowed her brow, "Or is it beans?"
Buffy looked up from the list in her hand and sighed frustrated.
"You know, I have no idea how that man became a TA in the first place, his writing is absolutely impossible to read."
She smiled down at her companion and kissed her nose. "But that's okay, we can just forget about Daddy's list and get whatever we want."
Her two-year old daughter smiled winningly up from her seat in the cart and pointed out a box of Oreo cookies on the shelf beside her.
"Excellent choice."
Buffy grabbed the box and another beside it, and started to push the cart down the aisle, keen eyes on the lookout for enticing delectables.
Part way down the vegetable aisle, as Buffy was examining a cauliflower head, she felt a tugging on her arm. She looked down at the little blond- head staring beseechingly up at her.
"What is it Evie, want to get down?"
She obligingly let the toddler down, content to let her amuse her self with the radishes.
"Um..excuse me," a tentative voice asked at her elbow.
Buffy's head shot up and almost knocked the man beside her flat on his rear end.
"Oh gosh I'm sorry," she blubbered, "I really didn't mean to, uh"
"That's okay", the stranger said, wincing as he touched his ribs,
"Um, you probably don't remember me, my name's Ben."
He looked hopefully at her, his body language clearly indicating he was interested. Buffy looked down at her feet, yes her daughter was still there, and her wedding band was still on her finger. She started to go through a mental checklist in her brain about how she could subtly hint at her marital status when she realized he was still talking.
"-Couple of classes at Sunnydale High together, before it got blown up..obviously".
The poor man was noticeably nervous, Buffy smiled weakly,
"Um I asked you, to ask me to the Sadie Hawkins dance junior year."
Suddenly it clicked, the guy in the weird shirt who had caught her in her Angel brooding mode.
"-And to sum up, I was wondering how that, 'no dating' is going." He paused, just as the sounds of her daughter's enraged scream met her ears.
Buffy bent down to pick up Eve, who seemed to have tripped on the carpet, and jiggled her on her hip, while smiling nervously at Ben again.
"Um, I'm married." She just blurted out over the sounds of the toddler; "This is my daughter."
The young man looked; well surprised would be an understatement. "Oh, I uh.."
"I'm really sorry, I wasn't meaning to lead you on."
"No, uh, that's okay, I should..get back to the dairy aisle."
Ben hurried away, and Buffy sighed.
"Poor guy."
She planted a kiss on the little head and deposited her back in the shopping cart.
"What do you say Eve, ice-cream?"
Buffy looked up from the list in her hand and sighed frustrated.
"You know, I have no idea how that man became a TA in the first place, his writing is absolutely impossible to read."
She smiled down at her companion and kissed her nose. "But that's okay, we can just forget about Daddy's list and get whatever we want."
Her two-year old daughter smiled winningly up from her seat in the cart and pointed out a box of Oreo cookies on the shelf beside her.
"Excellent choice."
Buffy grabbed the box and another beside it, and started to push the cart down the aisle, keen eyes on the lookout for enticing delectables.
Part way down the vegetable aisle, as Buffy was examining a cauliflower head, she felt a tugging on her arm. She looked down at the little blond- head staring beseechingly up at her.
"What is it Evie, want to get down?"
She obligingly let the toddler down, content to let her amuse her self with the radishes.
"Um..excuse me," a tentative voice asked at her elbow.
Buffy's head shot up and almost knocked the man beside her flat on his rear end.
"Oh gosh I'm sorry," she blubbered, "I really didn't mean to, uh"
"That's okay", the stranger said, wincing as he touched his ribs,
"Um, you probably don't remember me, my name's Ben."
He looked hopefully at her, his body language clearly indicating he was interested. Buffy looked down at her feet, yes her daughter was still there, and her wedding band was still on her finger. She started to go through a mental checklist in her brain about how she could subtly hint at her marital status when she realized he was still talking.
"-Couple of classes at Sunnydale High together, before it got blown up..obviously".
The poor man was noticeably nervous, Buffy smiled weakly,
"Um I asked you, to ask me to the Sadie Hawkins dance junior year."
Suddenly it clicked, the guy in the weird shirt who had caught her in her Angel brooding mode.
"-And to sum up, I was wondering how that, 'no dating' is going." He paused, just as the sounds of her daughter's enraged scream met her ears.
Buffy bent down to pick up Eve, who seemed to have tripped on the carpet, and jiggled her on her hip, while smiling nervously at Ben again.
"Um, I'm married." She just blurted out over the sounds of the toddler; "This is my daughter."
The young man looked; well surprised would be an understatement. "Oh, I uh.."
"I'm really sorry, I wasn't meaning to lead you on."
"No, uh, that's okay, I should..get back to the dairy aisle."
Ben hurried away, and Buffy sighed.
"Poor guy."
She planted a kiss on the little head and deposited her back in the shopping cart.
"What do you say Eve, ice-cream?"