The Lovely Miss Lilah Morgan

Lilah

Wandering around the offices, Andrew stumbled upon a hallway door that said: "Re-Animation Department."

"Oooh!" he excitedly opened the door. "Maybe this is where they produce The Simpsons."

Re-Animation didn't mean animating cartoons, it meant re-animating the dead. And Lilah Morgan was just that. She could only exist briefly in this plane but when she needed to, she arrived at this department.

"Nice scarf," said Andrew, looking at Lilah in this otherwise empty room.

"Are you the new mail-boy?" she sighed.

"No, I work for Angel now."

"I see. You're the best he can offer?"

"The best of the best!" said Andrew. "I'm a champion."

She looked at him, pacing around slightly. "You're serious? He's actually working with you?"

"Yep! Angel, Wesley, Me, Gunn, Fred and that Kermit guy! That's the pecking order!"

Lilah grinned, stepping a bit closer. She pulled her business skirt up just slightly as she pressed into him. "There's so little I can do, existing here for only an hour or so at a time. I can't even fuck with Angel's side anymore, unfortunately."

"Yeah... Too bad... No, wait, good for Angel!"

She began to unbutton her upper suit, and her blouse to match. "I figure the best I can do now is seduce his new sidekick. You game, little man?"

"Yes!" shouted Andrew as he almost lunged out of his jeans and T-shirt.

He honestly believed he was a sidekick; it was a pity for Lilah she was about to have sex with someone who was completely unimportant.