"Welcome to the Dungeon," Wesley smirked. "I'm sorry I have to do this, but I can't very well have you running to my Aunt telling her the truth about her famous art collection."
"I can't believe you'd steal the art work from your own city, from your own Aunt" Angel glared. "I am ashamed to call you a fellow Florentino."
"Well it doesn't really matter what you think. As soon as the Lippe has been recovered all three of you will be in the Arno River." Wesley smiled.
Mr. Giles came rushing in, "Wes, Buffy's says that she'll be waiting at the location when we find the Lippe."
"Thank You Rupert. Please make sure our visitors are comfortable while I go find the painting." Wesley left the room.
"I'll be right outside so don't even think about doing something stupid." Giles exclaimed as he walked outside."
"I can't believe I gave my art work to that creep." Cordy retorted, "Well now what do we do besides wait here to die?"
"Hey, if I could figure out a way into the Girl's Locker Room I can figure out a way out of an Ancient Italian Dungeon. I'm an architect remember." Xander smiled at her.
"How?" Cordy shot back.
"I'm still working that out." Xander admitted, "Just give me some time."
"It doesn't matter anyway. The paintings of our city are gone." Angel sighed sadly as he sat down. "Wesley has destroyed the honor and beauty of Florence."
"Cheer up big guy. I doubt he's gotten rid of all the paintings and even if he has aren't there Italian paintings all over the world including the Louvre in Paris." Xander reminded him.
"But they are not the paintings of our city." Angel sighed.
"What is the big deal about your city? Shouldn't you love all of Italy?" Xander asked annoyed.
"You really are a lame brain." Cordy glared. "To Italians they are first part of their family, then part of their city, a Florentino, finally they are Italian. They don't go all Red, White, and Blue chanting USA, but they care about their culture more than you do. Angel would die for Florence. Would you die for your city?"
"Well maybe none of us will have to die, because I just came up with a plan." Xander smiled avoiding the very difficult question, because the truth is he would never die for Sunnydale. He might die from it, but never for it.