Small Talk
Philadelphia (Diner): Spike, Xander, and Buffy enter a diner. Spike and Buffy take a seat across one another. Xander stands by the table.
Xander: I'm going to check to see if I can find a hotel around here. Why don't you two order...talk...get to know one another. (Leaves)
(Buffy and Spike turn there heads from Xander to one another to each other, then quickly look down)
Spike: So...what do you want? (Looks at the menu)
Buffy: Forget that...tell me something about your self. (Smiles at Spike)
(Spike looks up from his menu to Buffy)
Spike: What?
Buffy: Well we should get to know each other don't you think? We'll be on the road together for a while...so...talk.
Spike: Umm....
(Buffy smiles)
Spike: Uh-
Buffy: You seem nervous.
Spike: No. (Shakes his head)
Buffy: Yes you are...lighten up...here if it makes you feel any better I'll start...I'm from Trenton, New Jersey...I'm 26 years old...umm...I like writing, reading, swimming, and music...I'm heading to California...for a reason that I don't want to bore you with...I didn't attend college and my favorite color is red. (Smiles) Now you.
(Spike is shocked about everything Buffy shared with him)
Spike: Wow...
Buffy: What?
Spike: I never met someone that comes out and says so much.
Buffy: I have nothing to hide...if you haven't noticed...I'm more free spirited and have always been that way.
Spike: I see.
Buffy: Now you.
Spike: Oh...well...I'm from New York and work in advertising. I like...Billy Idol—
Buffy: I noticed.
(Spike laughs and looks down then back up at her)
Spike: Yeah well.
Buffy: Do you want me on this trip?
Spike: Huh?
Buffy: Do you?
Spike: I don't know...I hardly know you to tell.
Buffy: Well if you get too uncomfortable tell me...I can hit the road again.
Spike: Why don't you take a plane to California? Is it the money?
Buffy: No.
Spike: Then why—
Buffy: Why fly when you can hitchhike.
Spike: But that's so...dangerous and you meet a freak and—
Buffy: It's also exciting, and... (Looks for the right words) interesting. And you guys don't look like freaks to me. I hate flying.
Spike: Afraid?
Buffy: No...I've been on planes before...I just don't see what's so great about it...you get there so fast and you really never examined the places in between the two cities your flying out of and flying into. Why does everything have to be a rush?
Spike: In the business world it's got to be a rush.
Buffy: Well thank goodness I'm not in business.
Spike: Why you going to California anyway?
Buffy: It's private...sorry. (Pauses) How about you? Can you share?
Spike: Just taking a little breather from things...and hanging out with Xand.
Buffy: I guess you say I'm...taking a breather from things too...but at then end of my breath...I'm not going back home. (Sighs) Shall we order? (Picks up her menu and Xander comes back)
(Spike just keeps looking at Buffy from behind his menu)
Xander: So...what I'd miss?
Buffy/ Spike: Nothing.
Philadelphia (Diner): Spike, Xander, and Buffy enter a diner. Spike and Buffy take a seat across one another. Xander stands by the table.
Xander: I'm going to check to see if I can find a hotel around here. Why don't you two order...talk...get to know one another. (Leaves)
(Buffy and Spike turn there heads from Xander to one another to each other, then quickly look down)
Spike: So...what do you want? (Looks at the menu)
Buffy: Forget that...tell me something about your self. (Smiles at Spike)
(Spike looks up from his menu to Buffy)
Spike: What?
Buffy: Well we should get to know each other don't you think? We'll be on the road together for a while...so...talk.
Spike: Umm....
(Buffy smiles)
Spike: Uh-
Buffy: You seem nervous.
Spike: No. (Shakes his head)
Buffy: Yes you are...lighten up...here if it makes you feel any better I'll start...I'm from Trenton, New Jersey...I'm 26 years old...umm...I like writing, reading, swimming, and music...I'm heading to California...for a reason that I don't want to bore you with...I didn't attend college and my favorite color is red. (Smiles) Now you.
(Spike is shocked about everything Buffy shared with him)
Spike: Wow...
Buffy: What?
Spike: I never met someone that comes out and says so much.
Buffy: I have nothing to hide...if you haven't noticed...I'm more free spirited and have always been that way.
Spike: I see.
Buffy: Now you.
Spike: Oh...well...I'm from New York and work in advertising. I like...Billy Idol—
Buffy: I noticed.
(Spike laughs and looks down then back up at her)
Spike: Yeah well.
Buffy: Do you want me on this trip?
Spike: Huh?
Buffy: Do you?
Spike: I don't know...I hardly know you to tell.
Buffy: Well if you get too uncomfortable tell me...I can hit the road again.
Spike: Why don't you take a plane to California? Is it the money?
Buffy: No.
Spike: Then why—
Buffy: Why fly when you can hitchhike.
Spike: But that's so...dangerous and you meet a freak and—
Buffy: It's also exciting, and... (Looks for the right words) interesting. And you guys don't look like freaks to me. I hate flying.
Spike: Afraid?
Buffy: No...I've been on planes before...I just don't see what's so great about it...you get there so fast and you really never examined the places in between the two cities your flying out of and flying into. Why does everything have to be a rush?
Spike: In the business world it's got to be a rush.
Buffy: Well thank goodness I'm not in business.
Spike: Why you going to California anyway?
Buffy: It's private...sorry. (Pauses) How about you? Can you share?
Spike: Just taking a little breather from things...and hanging out with Xand.
Buffy: I guess you say I'm...taking a breather from things too...but at then end of my breath...I'm not going back home. (Sighs) Shall we order? (Picks up her menu and Xander comes back)
(Spike just keeps looking at Buffy from behind his menu)
Xander: So...what I'd miss?
Buffy/ Spike: Nothing.