Giles wasn't really paying attention to his cataloguing. He knew that he should be, as Buffy had told him that his consistent staring at the double doors of the library was becoming creepy, but every few minutes he glanced casually over at them when he thought she wasn't looking. His neck was starting to hurt, but at least he was being surreptitious.

"Giles?" came Buffy's voice.

Giles turned his head to look at her so rapidly that he thought he might have pulled a muscle. "Yes?" he replied, picking up a few catalogue cards and pretending to write something on one of them. The scribble left a large ink blot right in the middle of one of the words that he had already written, utterly ruining the card.

"We all know you want Ms. Calendar to hurry up and get back from her family visit, but she called you like five minutes ago from the airport," Buffy said with amused patience. "She isn't going to get here for another ten minutes at least."

"She's a very fast driver," said Giles lamely, tossing the ruined card into the trash. "Dangerously fast, at times."

"Yeah, but her car kinda sucks," Xander pointed out from where he was lounging at the library table. "Come to think of it, you guys and your cars are a match made in heaven," he added thoughtfully, taking a potato chip from the bag Oz was holding.

"Very funny," said Giles, and glanced over at the double doors of the library again.

"Obsessive much, Giles?" Cordelia called. "You know girls find that kind of thing creepy."

"Actually, I think Ms. Calendar will think it's cute," said Willow with a small grin. "You want a chip?" she added, holding one out to Giles. "It might help distract you."

Giles took a chip, looked at it, realized that if he ate a chip and then kissed Jenny he would have potato chip breath, and put the chip back in the bag.

"Oh, no, you can't do that," Xander objected. "Now you've contaminated the entire bag. We eat that, we all turn into British librarians and start wearing tweed all the time."

Deciding that this wasn't worth a response, Giles went back over to the counter, leaning against it to stare at the double doors some more and half-listen to the children converse.

"Ooh, I always wanted a British accent!" Willow was saying eagerly, taking two potato chips. "Girls with British accents always sound so pretty."

"You've got a nice voice as is," Oz told her, and when Willow responded with a soft, "Aww," Giles had a feeling that the two were holding hands.

"What about guys with British accents?" Xander asked.

"Okay, I'm not dating my Watcher, and the only other guy I know who has a British accent is Spike, so I'm kind of done with British accents," Buffy commented, and Giles heard her footsteps as she walked over to the table, followed by the crinkling of the potato chip bag. "Mmm," Buffy added. "Barbecue. Hey, do we have any sour cream chips for Ms. Calendar?"

"Yeah, but she only gets them if she brought us souvenirs," Xander replied.

"Xander, it's Utah," Cordelia told him. "Are you sure you want some lame souvenirs from Utah?"

"Ms. Calendar said she was bringing me back saltwater taffy," Xander replied, "so, yeah, I want lame souvenirs. And if she didn't bring them, I don't think she should get potato chips."

"Your kindness is truly inspirational, Xander," said Buffy dryly. "You're a model for us all."

"Giles, are you sure you don't want any food? We ordered pizza!" Willow called hopefully.

"Since when?" Giles asked in surprise, turning around from the counter. "Yesterday, you were all talking about how you didn't have any money to order pizza."

There was a silence, and then Buffy spoke up. "Um, so Principal Snyder dropped fifty dollars in the hallway today, and when Oz tried to return it to him, Snyder called him a delinquent, so we're spending it on pizza."

"I wanted to return it too!" Willow added. "And I would feel much guiltier about it if we weren't spending the money on pizza from that place Ms. Calendar really likes."

"Plus we got her garlic bread," Xander concluded.

Giles didn't really see why they seemed so hesitant to tell him this. There was really only one way to deal with situations involving Principal Snyder. "Oh, I entirely support your keeping money that you find on the ground, as long as you aren't entirely sure of its rightful owner," he said casually.

"Or if he's a rodent-like twerp," Buffy added.

"I said nothing of the sort, Buffy," Giles informed her. "I also didn't say that I agree with you, or that you're all very thoughtful to use the money to buy pizza for Jenny."

"Gotcha," Buffy agreed. "You're covered."

There was then a loud rip from outside. It was followed by a woman's even louder voice, something about a "stupid, overpriced, poor-quality excuse for a wheeled suitcase." Giles started grinning and couldn't stop.

"So! I'm guessing Ms. Calendar had a good trip," commented Xander.

"She—er—doesn't like traveling that much," said Giles.

"No, really?" said Cordelia sarcastically.

The double doors burst open, and Jenny stumbled through, a piece of material from her once-long skirt caught on one of the wheels of her suitcase. Giles's face was starting to hurt from grinning. He tried to school it into a small smile, but when Jenny muttered another curse word at the suitcase, he couldn't help but giggle a little. Very undignified.

"Ms. Calendar!" Willow burst out, utterly delighted.

Jenny looked up at all of them, looked down at the suitcase, looked at what seemed to be a miniskirt, and looked up again, her face a mixture of embarrassment at her suitcase-skirt predicament and delight at seeing them all. Somehow, she had managed to become even lovelier than before over the past four months. Or perhaps Giles had just forgotten how lovely she was. He had gone the entire summer and the first month of school without seeing her, after all.

He strode forward and picked her up, spinning her around. He heard her make a noise that was part shriek, part laugh as her arms wrapped around his neck, and he hugged her tightly, her feet barely skimming the ground. "God, I've missed you," he mumbled, closing his eyes.

"I missed you too!" Jenny laughed breathlessly, her chin resting on his shoulder. It wasn't entirely comfortable, but Giles didn't mind too much.

"You have taffy, right?" Xander asked, standing up. "You promised to bring back taffy."

"Shh!" said Cordelia and Willow together.

Giles put Jenny down, carefully, and kissed her. He had been planning for this. He was now standing with his back to the Scoobies, so it would still look like they were hugging and he would be able to sneak in a quick kiss. What he hadn't been counting on, however, was for Jenny to stand on her tiptoes and deepen the kiss, which caused him to pick her up and accidentally shift a little so that she was sitting on the library counter. It made for a very nice kiss, especially since he hadn't seen her in person for four months.

However, lost in kissing Jenny, he'd entirely forgotten about the fact that they were now in full view of the children.

Xander snickered, Cordelia cleared her throat loudly, a shocked Willow accidentally knocked over the potato chip bag, Oz didn't seem to have a reaction (or maybe his face changed, but Giles wasn't in a position to actually check), and Buffy yelped, "Giles, ew! We do not need to see that."

Jenny pulled away with a musical laugh (oh dear lord he had missed her so much) and commented, "You may have scarred the children for life, Rupert."

Giles, who was far past the point of caring, replied, "I love you."

"I love you too," Jenny informed him, jumping down from the counter. She stood on her tiptoes and grabbed his tie, pulling his head down so that she could press a little kiss to his nose.