Willow sat at the Bronze her head resting on her hand. A man her age came over and sat in the empty spot, "Hey sexy. Why aren't you on the dance floor?"
Willow shrugged. Her mind was getting weaker and she was too sad to speak. The man inched towards her. "Let's dance then."
Willow shook her head and continued to stare off into space, "I'm not your type." She mumbled.
The man didn't seem to get the word no. He inched really close and stroked his hands through her red hair. "Of course you're my type beautiful. You're hot and I love rejecters. Rejection turns me on."
Willow rolled her eyes, "I'm gay." The man finally backed away and tried to act cool, gave willow a thumb's up and headed over to another lonely girl sitting at a table like something was grieving her. Willow new all guys wanted was to get in a girl's pants.
Buffy sat down at the seat opposite Willow. "Will, I'm so glad you're still here. Listen, I've found the demon that is making you feel like this. It's called Teckra."
Willow spoke in a low monotone. "Oh. That's cool. I'm tired Buff. I think I should get home.
Buffy smiled. "Um, how about a dance? We could hit the next song and have some more to drink, a beer for you?" Buffy hoped that Willow would get cheered up soon. She really didn't want to keep offering Willow beer to make her happy.
Willow grunted, "Beer bad! Remember?" Willow slowly got up and headed towards the door. Buffy ran after her.
She stopped right in front of the door so Willow wouldn't get away, "Willow, can't you be happy with me for a few seconds? Let's think about something other than Tara."
Willow looked at Buffy surprised, "You don't care about my feelings anymore?"
Buffy shook her head, "Of course I Care. I'm a load full of care, but you see I need you to be happy. Not grieve. No more grieving." Buffy grinned stupidly, "Let's do the non-grievance dance over by the other giddy people."
Willow raised her eyebrows, "Grieving takes away the pain. Grieving is good." Willow stepped around Buffy and walked out the door.
Buffy sighed and looked at her watch. She didn't have much time left. This called for drastic members. She needed to see Spike.