She'd better not take her time. If there's no hot water left by the time she actually lets me into the bathroom, I'm gonna be one seriously grumpy lawyer here.
Take your cell, Watcher-boy.
Thank you, that was nice. Not needed, but nice.
I've taken Cordy's cell phone, since mine was crushed by a demon. I uh, need to buy a new one. Maybe I should do that now and uh, take the girls shopping.
Wait, what? Did I miss the 'Let's All Be Cryptic!' memo?
Call me paranoid, but I'm starting to think you're avoiding me. Listen, we don't have to talk about Connor right now, if that's... if that's a problem.
Avoiding you? Why would I avoid you? *sigh*
Like I told Cordelia, I just want to spend some time with the children, take them shopping for a new cellphone and...things like that. You and Cordelia just take your time, I don't mind. Truly.
I fail to see what Connor has to do with that.
Oh and, you may want to convince Cordelia to have a doctor check her out, while you're at it. She's talking about herself in the third person.
Try that again without looking like I kicked your puppy, and I just might believe you.
Take my time what? I don't know what you've gotten into your head here, Wes. And evil or otherwise, I'm still not above interrogating you. How about we all switch to plain english here for a minute? (And if you tell me you're already speaking english, I really will tie you up.)
You don't need a doctor for third person, do you? We'll chalk that one up to getting tossed around by a demon and leave it alone.
I've no idea what you're on about. We don't even have a puppy. And no, we're *not* getting one
You know what. You can stop it, really. I know. It's alright. And I *am* talking English, it's not my fault you Americans butcher the language. There's no need for interrogation, I'm just taking the girls shopping.
Which would be exactly the reason she should see one? She got tossed about by a demon *and* is talking strangely unless that's because you... Oh. Oh! Right. I get it. I uh, I shall...leave it alone.
Remind me never to use metaphors when you're being all evasive...
I think it's great that you know. And it's super that you're alright with it. Now if somebody could please fill me in on what the hell 'it' is that we're talking about, that would be even better.
Okay. Tell you what: the last couple times either of you have gotten like this, it's either been about love or sex. Care to tell me which topic I should be concerned about here?
Concerned? There's nothing to be concerned about. I don't know why you keep insisting that there is.
It is so strange for me to want to spend time with my girls after I had a talk with Connor - who's childhood I ruined by the way - and take them shopping?
Stop worrying about it, it's fine, it's okay. I'm happy for you both. And now I'm off to take the girls shopping, because Alicia is starting to loose her patience when it comes to waiting.
Y'know, technically? All you did was visit a grubby prison. I got tossed against a wall *and* landed in a dumpster. It was like 'hello, Sunnydale' all over again.
Okay, okay... dumpster trumps prison. (You realize that this is a big fat sign from above that the next time you get a yen to go demon-killing, you take us with you to haul you back out of dumpsters, right? *grin*)
Duh. You really need that validated? (I had no *airquote* 'yen' for demon-killing. And trust me, next time I have a vision? The Powers are gonna make sure you guys are around to help. *smiles a little*)
Yes, Cordelia had a vision.
Yes, Cordelia took the kids to the neighbours and is now totally paying for it.
And yes, she went out and fought that stupid thing alone. Cordelia - and her face - are now regretting that move.
What she fails to get, however, is how come you're all with the running away. And why she's talking about herself in the third person.
I'm not running away, nor do I know why you're suddenly talking about yourself in the third person.
I just uh, wanted to spend some time with the kids, take them shopping for a new cellphone, give you some time, alone and...and all that.
Maybe you should to see a doctor if you're talking about yourself in 3rd person? I'm sure Lindsey wouldn't mind taking you.
Oh and we *will* talk about you taking off and fighting this demon alone.
You are running away, Wesley. What's going on? Even Lindsey's noticed something's up, so I know it's not just me.
What's there to talk about? I went and squished the demon, 'yay, me!' Besides, not to get all technical? But you two were inside a prison and nobody else was answering their cell - who was supposed to go find it?
Lindsey seems to be paranoid. I don't know why you both keep thinking I'm running away, when all I'm going to do is take the girls shopping. Like I said to Lindsey, it's fine. I'm happy for you both.
Uh huh. We're still going to talk about this when I get home. And *I'd* still feel better if you went to see a doctor, even if you aren't referring to yourself in third person anymore.
Now I'm going to take the girls shopping. Alicia's patience when it comes to waiting seems to have come to an end. Oh and I took your cellphone, since mine is still broke. I'll buy a new one at the...mall.
You're happy for us both? Uh, and why's that?
Wes, you're acting really strange right now and I swear to God, if you go out that door with those kids, I'm gonna--Do something really unpleasant.
What's gotten into you? I haven't spoke to Lindsey since you guys left for the prison this morning when I said a vague 'go get 'em, champ' and that was it. You're happy about that?
And I'm not going to see a doctor. I'm fine. | 
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