Willow and Kennedy are unpacking the living room, when the door bell rings. Willow walks over to answer it. It's a man with glasses and a mushcate.
MAN-
"Howdy-do, neighbors. Just thought I'd bring over this plate of cookies for the new arrivals. My name is Ned Flanders."
WILLOW-
"Hi, Mr. Flanders. I'm Willow Rosenberg."
NED-
"Oh, goodness call me Ned. 'Rosenberg', huh, so I guess you're of the Jewish faith."
WILLOW-
"Not, actually...."
NED-
"Oh, good. Then like us read from the world's number one book. The Lord's Book."
WILLOW-
"Uh...that's not necessary."
KENNEDY-
"Hey, Willow, who's this?"
NED-
"Oh, roommates?"
KENNEDY-
"A little more than that."
NED-
"Ah...sisters, then."
WILLOW-
"Not exactley." Willow and Kennedy kiss as the door closes on Ned. Outside, Ned turns around and starts walking home.
NED-
"Hmmm...sisters kissing like that....they most be from the South."
Xander walks into Moe's Tavern, and sits down at the bar. In the seat next to him is a drunk with sloppy hair.
XANDER-
"Hi, I'm Xander, is this seat taken?"
BARNEY-
"Name's Barney (BURP!) And take whatever you want sexy lepichan, just don't shoot me with that dart gun." Barney passes out on the bar.
XANDER-
"Okay...I won't."
MOE-
"So, guy, watchatcha drinking."
XANDER-
"Jack and coke."
MOE-
"Well...how about this bathtub whiskey, and...well no coke, cause I don't have any."
XANDER-
"Sure." Xander takes the shot, but spits it out when Moe blasts a rat with his double barrel shot gun. Xander lays some money on the bar, slowly gets up, and runs out.
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