Green

The Green light is new, and interesting. It seems to be stretching from you to Willow.

"You don't have to do the new teacher's work, Will," you tell her. "I'm sure she's expecting to do some room setup on her own."

"Really?" Willow asks, wavering under your statement. "You think so?"

"Absolutely. Come on. We're at school on a Sunday. Let's take this moment to relax a little."

"What did you have in mind?" she asks.

"What do you say we watch some porn?"

"Xander," she says at your suggestion, shaking her head. You expect her to yell, but instead she replies, "Don't we do that enough already?"

"What?"

"Hang out, watch porn, it's like the most typical friend activity in the world," she explains.

"Yeah, but, that's because it's the best."

She shrugs her shoulders, "Fine, but I get to pick the porn. And if you are going to jerk off, make sure you don't make a mess."

She then turns on a computer and starts diving through porn sights. You do take a moment to think about her last statement and what you should do?