A.N. - Ok please don't hurt me. I'm so behind in all my fanfics but I swear I've got school vacation this week so I'm gonna be writing and posting like crazy. Sorry again.

Buffy and Willow made their way through the crowd of people at the Bronze finally spotting Xander they wave and walk towards him. Willow takes a seat across from Xander, "Hey Xand."

Xander gets up and pulls over another seat for Buffy, "So any one thirsty?" both girls nod and Xander heads over to the bar and orders drinks as he's standing there some one bumps into him.

"Oy watch it." the guy turns around to face Xander.

A.N.-hmm I wonder who it could be cough white hair cough (ok. So my hints. Not so subtle but whatever deal with it)

"Hey you bumped into me, man. So you watch."

Spike gets in his face, "You want to start something whelp."

Buffy sees what's happening and walks over to play peacemaker, "Hey Xand what's taking so long with the drinks?"

Spike smirks at Buffy, "Why don't you toddle off with your bitch here and bugger off."

Buffy glares at Spike, "Hey what's your problem he didn't do anything why don't you lay off. And I am not a bitch at least not yet you wanna test me"

Spike narrows his eyes at her, "Listen Barbie-"

Buffy's face goes red, "Barbie! I don't think you should be starting the name calling you Billy Idol wannabe. And what color do they call your hair? Radioactive? Cause it looks like a can of bleach puked on your head."

"You bloody stupid bint. I usually don't hit girls but for you I might make an exception. And by the way you actually expect people to believe you're a natural blonde."

"Oh bring it on British boy and I am to a natural blonde."

Spike rolls his eye but before he says anything Willow comes over, "Come on guys lets just go."

Spike smirks, "That's right Red. Take your pals and go back to the kiddie section."

Willow frowns, "Hey your just a big bully. You big meanie."

Spike is about to say something when Oz comes over, "Spike take a walk." He looks like he's about to argue but then he just walks away Oz turns back to them, "Sorry he's been a little uptight lately."

Willow gives a shy smile, "Its ok but I really should have come over here instead of Buffy it didn't look like the problem needed to be solved with violence."

"I do not solve all problems with violence," Buffy turns to Xander, "Do I?"

"What's important is that you think that." After saying this he avoids her gaze and she walks off clearly angry and he chases after her, "Buffy come back I didn't mean anything by it."

"I should probably go after them,"

"Wait what's your-," Before he can finish the sentence she is already across the room, "name?" he looks puzzled for a couple seconds he turns to the bar and orders a drink then looks across at were Willow was just standing, "Who was that girl?"

Faith comes up beside him, " What girl?"

Oz looks at her, "A red head. Real cute. Kind of shy. I didn't get her name."

Faith claps him on the shoulder, "Don't think I know her but no worries plenty of other fish in the sea." She puts a piece of paper on the counter, "And hey check this out."

Oz looks down at the piece of paper and reads out loud, "Open mike night? Huh."

Was that a question huh or a good huh cause I got to tell you I can neva tell with you Oz."

"A good huh."

Faith nods, "Cool wicked cool."

Spike comes back over, "Wicked? You're the only person I've ever heard say that."

Faith punches him in the shoulder, "It's a New England thing. Back off. Or I start making fun of you for saying bloody hell."

Spike starts laughing, "God your English accent is horrible."

"Lets see you do a Boston accent."

"Pak the ca in Havad yad." he stresses every word.

"Actually that wasn't to bad." Oz starts looking for Willow again ignoreing his friends.

"Who the bloody hell is he looking for."

"Girl." Spike chocks on his beer and stares at Faith, "Ya I know."

"What girl?"

"Don't know." Faith looks at the ceiling trying to remember what Oz said, "Red head. Cute. Kind of shy."

Spike stares at the back of Oz's head, "Red? You liked Red?"

"You know who he's looking for."

"Ya a little. Met her when he did. Not very good with the name calling." Spike stares out at the dance floor. "Not the best choices for friends though."

Oz listens to what Spike says and grins to himself while thinking. "Ya but you liked the blonde"

A.N.- That wickedconversation was based on an actually conversation my aunt had with her grandson who lives in California apparently only people in New England use wicked as another word for a lot I don't know if that's right or not but whatever. And for those of you who don't know people in Boston don't pronounce their r's I know its weird but deal. And I can make fun of it cause I'm from that area and I don't pronounce my r's. So that's all for now send reviews and I'll post faster.