Buffy finds Dawn, plus other stuff.

"Hey, Dawnie."

"Hi Buffy. You looked really relaxed."

"I feel great. I finally got that stupid voice in my head to shut up. It kept saying I had to do something,"

"Pfah, yeah," Dawn dismissed easily. "What're you going to do? Slay people for fucking?"

"Earlier you said one of the guys in your school had a really talented tongue."

"Yeah, he's great."

"That's great Dawn. But don't forget, there's something even more important than that. What are you doing for him?"

As they talked Buffy reached over and adjusted Dawn's skirt sliding it up a few inches so it just reached the bottom of her ass.

Willow and Tara entered the Bronze. "Wow, they've got eveything but fucking in here," Willow observed.

"No, they've got everything," Tara directed Willow's attention at a girl straddling a guy.

"Hey, there's Amy!" On the dance floor Amy Madison was grinding against a boy wearing a Sunnydale High letterman's jacket.

"So, Gavin, what's this I hear about you working on some project from the Hellmouth? I can't believe one of our clients in Sunnydale would ask for you."

"It's a new client, a human. He wants some help getting a new product out." Lilah's expression blanked for a second as the orb Gavin showed her flashed. "Now why don't you go worry about your own job, not mine."

Lilah wandered away from Gavin, he noticed her reach up and fluff her hair as she did.

Kate Lockley was thinking of the ridiculous talking stick, that rendered the cops in her precinct blubbering over emotional idiots when she heard of these new relaxation things to be installed in the lockup and there was a rumor they'd be going into larger prisons. She couldn't atop it it, but she could ask Angel to check it out.

The orbs in the lockup flashed as Kate was leaving and she decided talking to Angel could wait.