Willow found her friend lying flat on her bed. "Buffy? Everything alright?"
"Oh, I feel great", Buffy beamed, still somewhat dazed. "I'm loose as a freshly juggled goose."
"Juggled...?"
"Never mind. Pop culture reference. So, what's up?"
"Well, I've re-ensouled Dawn, but... what did you do with Spike?"
Buffy suddenly jumped up and stared at her, babbling. "Me? Did? With Spike? Nothing! That's ridiculous! You've got a dirty mind, Willow Rosenberg, and..."
"Say what? I just asked if you poofed him?"
"Oh. Um... no." Buffy calmed down. "But, uh, Dawn's perfect happiness problem is taken care of. Personal slayer guarantee."
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