A/N: Hi guys! Quick update to close the weekend in grand stile! ;) I hope you enjoy Part 2. Seeya!

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Buffy waved Aaron over.

The boy approached them. "hi, can you help us carrying the drinks to the table?" she asked battering her eyelids.

"Sure," he smiled politely.

While they waited for the rest of their drinks, Buffy started to act on her plan.

It wasn't anything miraculous, it was meant to be clear and strait forward, much to Giles's despair.

"Look Aaron, both of us know that we don't really hit it off. Right?" she said bluntly.

The boy stared back at her with gaped mouth.

"Right!" she answered for him. Giles lowered his head and covered his mouth with his hand at this awkward situation.

"Well, I guess we don't really have much in common," Aaron tried clumsily while shifting on his feet.

"Don't worry, that's no biggie," Buffy reassured him. "The thing is, we have something to ask you."

"Yeah?" the boy asked uncertainly. He shifted his look between Buffy and Giles, who had his gaze fixed down on a particular spot on the floor terrified of what would come next from Buffy's mouth.

"We wanna swap dates," she said as if it was the simplest thing in the world.

"What?" Aaron spat out and Giles was barely able to contain his own yelp. However his head shot up and his eyes were huge and fixed on Buffy's.

"Swap dates?" The young man asked in a lower tone of voice now as if afraid that someone would hear this.

Their drinks were finally ready and Buffy took the lead and started to take care of sorting the cups. "C'mon, Christina likes you. I've seen the way she looks at you." Buffy bluffed while she handed Aaron his and Christina's cup of coffee.

"Um?" Aaron was surprised by what Buffy said.

Buffy picked up her hot chocolate and started to walk back to their table followed by Aaron.

"Buffy?" Giles said in a tone of voice that she easily recognised as – she was in big trouble – kind of tone.

She swirled around, "ah, could you get some pink marshmallows for me, Giles?" She gave him one of her one thousand-watt smile and a cute blink, "Please?"

"Y-yes," he replied, being completed disarmed by her charm.

Walking back to the table, Buffy practically shoved Aaron into the booth next to Christina and took her seat across from them.

A few steps behind, Giles took the only vacant seat, next to Buffy.

Aaron offered Christina her cup of coffee and that stole a grateful smile from her. 'Maybe Buffy was right, maybe Christina likes me,' the boy thought hopefully trying to assure himself but not really giving too much attention to the matter. If Buffy and Giles were both fine with swap, why wouldn't he? After all, the older woman was drop-dead-gorgeous and after a few words exchanged he guessed that she was pretty interesting too, despite being a bit drunk. He laughed at his own train of thoughts and resumed the conversation.

Giles offered Buffy the marshmallows and she thanked him with a whisper. 'Was she trying to be seductive?' that thought crossed her own mind.

As difficult as it may sound, they all fell into easy conversation and started to relax. Oblivious from the situation, Christina would still once in a while flirt with Giles, causing the Magic box owner to blush. Buffy would notice it and that would disturb her more than she would care to admit. 'At least Giles is not watching Christina's cleavage,' Buffy unconsciously reassured herself with that fact.

Buffy cleared her throat at one stage, bringing Aaron's attention to her and she made a silent gesture to the boy, encouraging him to be more forceful in his advances. However it didn't really work, since Aaron was acting very respectful as opposed to the tipsy Christina. 'Did someone forget to tell her that she's not supposed to hit on Giles anymore?' Buffy thought growing impatient with that matter. Was Buffy becoming too possessive of her Watcher? It was obvious that the other woman didn't know about the deal. What was wrong with her?

The talk was fluid until Giles choked on his tea and almost spilled it. His body went rigid like rock and Buffy studied him from the corner of her eye.

Aaron carried on telling his story. Giles had his gaze fixed on Aaron; the boy seemed very confident that he was making an impression on Christina with his tale. Giles' jaw clenched at one stage and Buffy noticed Christina watching her Watcher intensely. Something was wrong.

Giles shifted on his seat uncomfortably but discreetly. His left hand moved to under the table, then the right one. Buffy followed his hands with her eyes and saw Christina's right foot caressing Giles's legs under the table. His hands were trying to seize her foot to stop her from doing it. Her foot was climbing a dangerous path between his thighs and Giles was struggling to get it under control.

"OH MY GOD, it's late, we've gotta go!" Buffy suddenly squealed, already lifting from the booth and forcing Giles out of his place.

"What?" Aaron asked lost in the process.

"I mean... Giles and I have to go now! The two of you stay... Please, stay." She waved her hands frantically emphasising her words and rushed Giles out of the Cafe; he barely had time to place some cash on the table to pay for the dinner.

Christina and Aaron were left behind without further explanation. "So... do you come here often?" Aaron said, turning his full attention to Christina with his win-over smile.

Outside of the Cafe...

"Oh my God, what. was. that? What was she doing with her foot?" Buffy asked exasperated. She sounded more like a jealous girlfriend than his long term slayer.

"She wanted to jump your bones so badly that she couldn't wait!" Buffy's arms were moving everywhere around her and she started to attract some attention towards them.

"We should go Buffy, please." Giles placed one hand on her elbow and started to move them away from the Espresso Pump's entrance.

"I can't believe you didn't do anything!" Buffy accused angrily.

"What did you wanted me to do, Buffy?" he bit back frustrated.

"I don't know... You could have done something... She way overstepped her mark."

"And you didn't?" he said sarcastically, "swap dates, what a brilliant idea that was!"

"Well, it could have worked," she defended herself.

"But it did not."

"That's not my fault if she couldn't keep her - feet - to herself." She replied with a teasing tone. Giles smiled lopsidedly.

"And, by the way, I got her out of your hair, didn't I?" she said.

"Yes, that, you did." And he couldn't suppress a giggle from coming at recalling all that had happened that night.

Buffy laughed as well and soon the Espresso Pump was way behind them.

After a short silent walk. "Where are we going?" he asked her.

"I don't know, I was thinking of walking you home."

"Walk me home?" he asked stopping in his track.

"I was planning on going for a quick patrol tonight. I could keep you company on your way to your house and head to the cemeteries from there. I'm enjoying talking to you."

Giles eyed her in an intrigued way, especially after hearing her last statement, but Buffy did not meet his eyes. "All right," he finally said "escort your date home".

They glanced at each other, smiled and resumed their stride.