Show Angel the light

"You just need to see the light!" Dawn shouted, pulling out the orb. Mystical sunlight filled the room, causing Angel to burst into flame. Within seconds nothing was left but a pile of dust and a somewhat melted non-functioning taser. Dawn put away the orb and tried to look innocent.

Buffy turned on Dawn angrily. "I can't believe you just killed my ex-boyfriend!" she shouted.

Dawn stared. "What... what just happened?" she asked.

"The orb produces sunlight," said Willow. "That's why I originally made it -- as a weapon for Buffy."

"How was I supposed to know that? Nobody tells me ANYTHING!!" Dawn whined.

"Enough," said Willow. "Dawn, clean up that mess. Buffy, sorry about your ex but you don't need dick anymore anyway." Buffy nodded, mollified. If Willow said it wasn't that important than it just wasn't. She'd have to get over it. "Besides, we really came for Cordy and Fred. They'll be much more agreeable."

"What about the men?" Anya asked.

"What do you mean?" asked Willow.

"If the orb turned us into lesbians determined to serve you in every way, what will it do to people with penises? That bursting into flame thing was kind of cool, but it might get impractical if it happens all the time. Assuming that was only because he was a vampire, what effect will it have on normal men?"

Buffy always took a practical view of these matters. "We've got three guys and two girls on the way," she said with a shrug. "Well, two guys and a guy-demon. We'll just have to find out when they get here."

Anya, also practical in her own way, went back to the car and returned with a picnic hamper. It might be a long wait until someone else showed up, so while the others sat down and made themselves comfortable she made sandwiches for her goddess and fellow worshippers.