SPIKE: Hello, Buffy

BUFFY: Hey

SPIKE: It's a happy occasion.  You meet my friend?

BUFFY: No, not yet. But she seems like a very nice attempt at making me jealous.

SPIKE: Is it working?

BUFFY: A little. It doesn't change anything, but if you're wildly curious, yeah, it hurts.

SPIKE: I'm sorry....or- good! (Pause) You want us to go?

BUFFY: No, I...you have every right to be here. I pretty much deserve-

SPIKE: That's not true...you... God, this is hard.

BUFFY: Yeah.

SPIKE: I think we'll go

BUFFY: Go where? You're place?

SPIKE: Yeah, I suppose. That was the idea.

BUFFY: Yeah...

SPIKE: Evil!

BUFFY: Of course.

SPIKE: Uh, but I won't, or- a- I'll just go. GIve my best to whatever...happy couple...

BUFFY: I will.

SPIKE: It's nice to watch you be happy... for them, even. I don't see it a lot. You, uh... You glow.

BUFFY: That's because the dress is radioactive. (Laughs) But, I should-

SPIKE: Yeah...But it hurts?

BUFFY: Yeah.

SPIKE: Thanks.

BUFFY: (Quietly after he left) You're welcome.

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