[Buffy's head jerks up from the book she's reading, in answer to an ear-splitting pounding on the door. She opens it, and her mouth hangs open at the sight of Angel, grinning drunkenly and wearing nothing but dress pants and a pair of tap shoes. He slurs loudly:]
Angel: Hey, Buffy. Bring your frien's and come ou'side. I gots a surprise for you…
[Buffy steps outside, slowly – as though in a daze. Willow, Xander, Anya, Riley, and Spike follow. Willow is carrying something large and bulky under her arm. All six are looking rather befuddled. Their mouths drop open as they reach the street. Two vampires on motorcycles are blocking it from either end, and set up directly in front of Giles' house, is a band, a stage, and a complete sound system.
Angel grabs the microphone, and hops up on stage. There is an audible ‘clack' as his shoes hit the wood. Grinning, he begins to speak.]
Angel: The time has come to answer that question that has baffled mankind through the ages. Namely, ‘Can the vampire tap dance?' The answer is…[Angel turns to the band]…hit it!
[Angel now drops the microphone, and begins to sing]
Angel:
Happy feet, (tap, tap)
I've got those happy feet (tap, tap)
Give them a low down beat (tap, tap)
And they begin dancing (tap, tap)
I've got those (tap, tap)
Ten little tapping toes (tap, tap)
And when they hear a tune (tap, tap)
I can't control my dancing heels (tap, tap)
To save my soul (tap, tap)
Weary blues (ticka, ticka, tap)
Can't get into my shoes (tap, tap, tap)
Because my shoes refuse (ticka, tap, tap)
To ever grow weary (tap, tap)
(ticka, ticka, ticka, ticka, tap, tap, tap, tap)
I keep cheerful on an earful of music sweet
'Cause I've got happ happ happy feet
[Angel goes into a flurry of tapping, while the band starts off on an instrumental. Much to the gang's shock and amusement, about ten vampires, dressed in about as little as Angel, leap up onto the stage and join him.]
Angel and Vampires:
Weary blues (tap, ticka, tap)
Can't get in our shows (tap, ticka, ticka, tap)
Because our shoes refuse (tap, ticka, ticka, tap)
To ever grow weary (tap, ticka, ticka, ticka, tap, tap, tap)
We keep cheerful on an earful of music sweet (ticka, tap, tap, tap)
'Cause we've got happ happ happy
(ticka, ticka, tap, tap, ticka, ticka, tap, tap)
'Cause we've got happ happ happy feet
(ticka, ticka, tap, tap, ticka, ticka, tap, tap, ticka, ticka, tap)
Feet!
[Willow, who has been frantically pushing buttons and pointing a large, bulky object at the stage, nods and giggles. Spike turns to her.]
Spike: Did you get it all?
Willow: Yep. I think I'm going to make a copy and send it out to Cordy in LA – for reference purposes, of course.
Spike: You know, pet, vampires don't show up on tape.
Willow: Yeah. Do you have any idea how creeped out she's going to be by twenty pairs of singing, dancing, pants?
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