A/N: Thanks for the reviews. And to, Imzadi, yeah assumed very right, this is the same Vince and his friends from Entourage (aka my latest obsession) and my 'Chases' stories. But there is no connection between the two other than that.

The yellow hummer rode into Sunnydale with loud music blasting from the speakers, and four young men unhappily looking out the windows. "Shit does this down look dull," Turtle stated as he continued to drive.

"This is going to suck," Johnny added.

"We're like two blocks into the fucking town, guys. Maybe we should drive around town a little more before we rule it the Jersey Turnpike of the west-coast," Vince said.

Eric shook his head, "this place is already nowhere near as confusing as the Turnpike."

They drove around for nearly forty-five minutes before officially declaring the down dull. As a form of killing time, they stopped at the Espresso Pump. Luckily For Dawn and her best friend Janice, they were there as well. "It's him!" Dawn squealed from the table her and Janice were at.

"Let's say hi!" Janice suggested.

"What? N-n-n-n-o. I don't think I could. Not with out sweat being heavily involved."

Janice stood up and grabbed her friend's hand, "live a little Dawnie."

The boys were sitting at their table drinking coffee when the two teenage girls approached them, "You're Vince Chase!" Janice exclaimed.

Vince laughed and smile at them, "why, yes, I am. And you two are...?"

"Dawn...I am. Janice...she." Dawn stuttered.

"What she means, Vince, is that she's Dawn, and I'm Janice. Her sister is hosting the show you're here to see tonight. And if there is anything...and we mean anything, you need done for or too you, feel more than free to ask," Janice explained.

"Janice!" Dawn exclaimed, embarrassed. The boys found the situation amusing.

"Aren't you girls a little young to be offering yourselves to him? You know it's illegal, right?" Eric replied.

"Illegal, shmilillegal. It's like Aaliyah said, 'age ain't nothing but a number," Janice answered.

"That is true," Turtle agreed.

"Shut up, Turtle." Eric said.

"I'm sorry about her...she's...just...Janice." Dawn apologized. "But seriously, my sister, Buffy really is showing Joanna's work, at...my mother's gallery...so if you need anything, well, I'm helping. Oh, and please, don't get your hopes up. Buffy's never done anything like this before...and she's not exactly an art...or intellectual person, so when tonight blows, if you wouldn't mind being really nice about it, well, that would be great."

Knowing the person in charge was not an art buff...or intelligent according to the teenager, made the boys more relaxed and hopeful about the night. "We'll be nice...ah, Dawn you said your name was, right?" Vince questioned.

Dawn felt her legs get weak as she reveled in the fact that her favorite actor knew her name. "Yeah...yeah...it is."

"Cool. I am guessing it's safe to assume you girls live here?" Vince questioned. The girls nodded. "So, what is there to do in Sunnydale?"

The girls looked at one another and then back at Vince, "well, there's a blockbuster... and another coffee shop two blocks away," Dawn answered.

"Or you could come and hang at the gallery with us!" Janice suggested.

The guys laughed, "wow, you're not shy at all, are you?" Eric said.

Panting

"Shy is just another word for wuss."

"So, what should we expect tonight, besides it 'blowing'?" Eric asked.

Dawn shrugged, "probably an ungodly amount of alcohol since the person she has on booze patrol is in like serious need of AA. Also, less than par food. Tip, stay clear of anything that looked like actual cooking had to have been involved. Trust me, you'll thank me when you don't need to chase it down with Maylox. Stick with chips and dip. And you know, paintings and junk will be around."

"We'll keep that in mind. So, the sister you mentioned before, is she hot?" Turtle questioned.

"Very, very," Janice answered, elbowing her friend, reminding her about the plan to get Vince and Buffy together.

"Yeah. Buffy's really pretty. And single. She finally ended a relationship not to long ago with this loser in the military." Dawn added.

"Why do you say he was a loser?" Vince needed to know.

"He was boring. So was her last boyfriend. They both seriously needed to learn the meaning of fun. Buffy used to be fun before she dated the dead and dull," Dawn ranted, "it's getting annoying, you know? Having no choice but to put up with losers because someone else likes them?"

Eric looked at Turtle, "I can relate." Turtle threw a napkin at him in response.

"Well, we'll see you later, bye." The girls waved before leaving.

Meanwhile in somewhere else on the streets of Sunnydale:

Lilah's silver convertible cruised the streets as she listened to the ranting of her passenger. "I told you we should've left later. Now we're early. You never fucking listen to me," Lindsey complained.

"You never say anything worth fucking listening too," Lilah countered.

"Now, what are we supposed to do?"

"I don't know. You know, I heard this town has their very own Hellmouth."

"Good for them," Lindsey muttered. Lilah replied, but he became to distracted by a pretty blonde girl walking down the street, along with a redhead, to listen. Sadly, Lilah noticed.

"Gees, you and blondes, what's up with that?" she asked.

"What make's you think I am looking at her?"

"The fact that I can see you staring at her."

"Willow, look at the people in that silver car," Buffy whispered too Willow. Willow looked. "That guy, he's...cute. I mean, I know you might not think so anymore, but..."

"No...even I can see a cute factor going on here," Willow replied.

"I so hope I see him somewhere...like face to face."

Over at Xander's place:

Xander and Anya were enjoying a quiet afternoon together alone, before they went to the art show later that night. "Hey, Anya?" Xander said.

"What?"

"Who do you think is better looking, me, or Vince Chase?"

Anya laughed, "is this because I told Giles, Vince was good looking? Are you jealous?"

"No! It's just a question."

Anya sighed, "fine. Vince is better looking." Xander did not like that answer. "Well, I wasn't going to lie to you sweety, he is. But, you, Xander Harris, are great in bed and your funny and kind and I probably won't have to wreak vengeance on you one day. I was in the vengeance gig for over a thousand years, I know that Vince is the poster boy for vengeance demons. I'm shocked some girl hasn't turned him into a toad or made him erectile dysfunctional, yet."

"Promise?"

Anya kissed him. "I promise."

Outside the Hyperion Hotel:

Cordelia and Angel were waiting in the car for everyone else to join them. "We're going to be late," Cordy complained.

"No, not yet. If we leave in exactly five minutes, we'll get there right on time. If we left any earlier, we'll be too early," Angel explained.

"Okay. Hey, are going to be hooking up with Buffy?"

Angel was not expecting that. "What?"

"You and Buffy, are you guys going to be like kissing each other and rekindling, or whatever it's called."

"Buffy and I...we're friends now. And I am going to this thing as her friend. That's it."

As everyone else joined them in the car, Cordelia rolled her eyes, "liar."

TBC

A/N: That's the end of this chapter. Up next, people start to gather at the gallery, Dawn continues her quest to get Buffy and Vince together, but Angel and Lindsey also have an interest in the resident slayer. Until next time, reviews would be nice.