They arrived at the set and walked forward. "Good luck, love." Spike said as he departed, to go talk to the cameraman. Buffy rolled her eyes and walked over to her manger Willow, who was looking at her watch with frustration. "Where were you?" the red head demanded and Buffy began to explain. "Wait, no I don't want to hear, it do you know that the Xander Harris was waiting for you. The producer. Your boss? He left for lunch break five minutes ago. You'll be lucky if you keep your job." Buffy was surprised at her friend's outburst, but she remained calm. "Spike ran into me in the hall. We ran late."
Willow looked at the bleached blonde across the room and frowned. "He's not very big on the wardrobe, is he?" Buffy blushed and looked away from the peroxide wonder. "How about I tell you more later. I'm meeting Cordy and my sister Dawn and her friend Marie for a sleep over. I'm inviting you. It'll be like old times. We can talk about the new men in our life. I think I'll invite Anya, too-as long as she isn't so literal. I don't know if I can handle that."
Bring, Bring Buffy whipped out her cell, "hello?" Buffy frowned, "Faith! Stop calling....I'm at work....fine...see you there."
"Who was that?" Buffy rolled her eyes. "Faith. My older sister, you'll meet her at the party. "
Bring, Bring Buffy snatched her phone out again, flipped open the case and yelled into the receiver, "Faith, I swear if you don't stop calling I'm going to-"
"Jeez, pet. Don't get your knickers in a bunch, it's me, Spike. I wanted to talk to you." Buffy scanned the room and saw him across around the corner holding his cell to his ear. She frowned, "Why didn't you just talk to me here?" Across the room, he smiled. "Because I want to talk to you alone. How about tomorrow night, at 8?" Buffy smiled, "Okay."
They smiled at each other. "Alright. Action." Today is going to be a very long day Buffy thought as she practiced her lines in the Green Room.