Willow walked back in the library after telling everyone to go home without her. She had to talk with Giles. He was on the phone with the Council, and she heard him yelling at them.
"I don't bloody care! He's here, and we can't stop him without that damn spell, now give it to me! Alright. I don't know, just fax it to me." He hung up and muttered to himself. "Great. Now I have to get that bloody machine to work." Willow heard him and covered up a giggle. Nothing electronic got along with Giles. She walked into his office, hoping he hadn't seen her standing there.
"Um, Giles? Are you gonna need any help, you know, performing the spell?" He looked up at her, startled. "Huh?" He nodded his head after thinking a second. "Yes, actually. Could you get the ingredients...after you set up that basted machine, please?" She turned the fax machine on, and the information came through moments later.
I'll get these tomorrow and bring them by." She headed out of his office and towards the library doors.
"Thank you, Willow," he called after her, and then went into his office to prepare for the spell. He needed to be read…and soon.