Chapter 2: Triple Thick Milkshakes

The night air was warm and breezy as Willow and Buffy walked toward the all night restaurant that was situated across the street from the club.  Know simply as "Al's Diner" it was a big hangout for the girls who needed a place to eat in a hurry.

"Sooooo..." Willow started as they walked into Al's.

"What?" Buffy asked.

"I couldn't help but notice that while I was onstage, you were chatting it up with a certain puppy doglike bartender," Willow said as she pushed open the door to the diner.  Immediately, the smell of grease and ketchup assaulted them and both girls grinned.

"TRIPLE THICK MILKSHAKES!" they screeched and hurried toward the counter to place an order.  Orders placed, Buffy led the way to a small vinyl booth toward the back end of the diner.  Once seated, Willow immediately pounced again.

"So, you, Riley, doing the wild thing?" she asked bluntly.

"God, Willow! No, Riley and I aren't doing the wild thing, or the tame thing, or anything for that matter," Buffy replied, her face a violent red color.

"Ok, ok, don't pop a vessel or anything, I just wondered if you decided to join us, hymen-free individuals of the world," Willow teased, giving Buffy an evil smile.

"WILLOW! Why don't you just make and announcement to the whole restaurant, 23-year-old virgin prime for the plucking here," Buffy whispered.

Willow shrugged "Ok, if you really want me to…"

She stood up.

Buffy grabbed onto Willow and yanked her into her seat.  "Don't you dare!"

Willow shrugged again. "Can't help it Buff, you got that quality about you."

"And what quality might that be?" Buffy asked

"The innocent, 'need to be kicked in my ass to have fun' quality," Willow replied.

"Order 21!" came a shout from the counter.

"That's us," Buffy said, and the girls hopped up to get their food.

Minutes later, Willow again picked up the thread of the conversation.

"So," she paused and took a large bite of her hamburger, "if you're not gonna give Riley a go, care to tell me why not?"

"I dunno if I can, what with me needing to be kicked in the ass and all," Buffy replied.

Willow rolled her eyes and stole some of Buffy's fries.  "C'mon, I was just kidding…kinda," Willow said. "Besides, you gotta admit, he is kinda cute and studly in a down home, farm boy kinda way."

Buffy sighed. "There's nothing between us, no spark, no flame, hell not even a slight elevation in pulse rate or body temp, and he just doesn't do it for me."

"Buffy, that's the problem, nobody does it for you, EVER!" Willow answered.

"Trust me Willow, someone out there is just perfect for me, and I'll find him, until that day, I'll remain the world's oldest living virgin and stripper." Buffy laughed at herself.

"Shit Buffy, you're no damn fun." Willow pouted.

Buffy smiled. "Compared to you Willow, nobody is any damn fun."