"NO, Dawn. I said no and I meant it." Spike pushed her away.
"Oh, right. The 'it's wrong' speech again? Been there, done you."
"Actually, your sister came by earlier. Gave me a right bloody talkin' to, basically boiled down to three strikes, I'm out. Though the exact preposition she used was 'off'." Spike winced and unwittingly covered his crotch. "Besides, next time you lose your soul she might not be so forgiving."
"C'mon, you know Buffy, she's just jealous and... Spike?"
"Yeah?"
"Are those her panties on that lamp?"
"Uh..."
"Oh, that's it. Soul or not, she is DEAD."
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