Anya showed Spike another swatch, this one green.
"That's putrid."
She frowned. "Really? I thought it was regal."
"And you thought the demons and the humans could sit together."
"Well, if they were even remotely civilized there wouldn't be a problem!"
"I still think all your bridesmaids should just go nude."
A pause. "No unnecessary relinquishing of money on a dress you'll only wear once. Brilliant!" Anya began scribbling madly.
"Finally," he exclaimed, "a woman with sense!"
She dropped a penny on the table. "That's for services rendered. We should work together more often!"
"Penny for your thoughts," he mumbled.