"Are you sure Oz won't mind us borrowing his van?" quieried Cordelia from behind her omnipresent sunglasses. She and Xander were snug in the back of the aforementioned V.W. wagon, relishing the German proclivity toward comfort and Oz's sense of exotic decor.
"Considering the fact that we're going to use it to rescue him from a life of chasing cats and sniffing rears, I don't think he'll mind one bit," quipped Xander. He surveyed the front of Buffy's house idly.
"Where did the Buffster go off to?" Xander asked curiously.
"Willow needed some help carrying some magic paraphenalia. They should be back shortly," answered Giles, authoratively seated behind the vehicle's steering wheel.
"What do you think about Willow getting into the whole witch thing? I mean, sure if you don't have that great of a social life you need something to pass the time, but witchcraft? Whatever happend to collecting stamps?" inquired Cordelia.
"Nothing better than a hobby straight from the Patridge Family to keep you awake into the wee hours of the night," humorously commented Xander.
"Ok, so she could collect Backstreet Boys posters or something. But, you get my point," appended Cordelia.
"I don't know if it's very healthy," replied Giles. He gazed out the windshield thoughtfully and continued, "The black arts can be a slippery slope into untold darkness. Perhaps encountering this necromancer has shown her what evil lies at the arcane art's most extreme."
"Mr. Giles," called out Buffy's mother. The front driver's side window rolled down swiftly at her greeting.
"Oh, hello, Joyce," responded Giles plesantly.
"Now, Buffy already gave you her part of the motel money. Is there anything I can give you towards food?" questioned mom.
"Don't worry about it, hopefully we won't be more than a day. We're all eager to retrieve Oz and revel in his company once more," Giles explained. Buffy's mother was hardly comforted; she didn't seem very pleased with this road trip at all.
"Who would of thought Willow would be dating a werewolf. She seems like such a nice girl," mom commented.
"I can assure you that Oz is quite a decent young man," said Giles.
"Of course," affirmed Joyce, she broke her pessimistic glare with a polite smile. "Oh, here come Buffy and Willow now," Joyce said with a gesturing glance.
One could hardly make out the image of the duo of friends as they strolled up the quiet Sunnydale street for they were practically buried in various bags, boxes, and backpacks. Joyce openend the van door for her daughter and friend, their cargo threatening to eclipse its capacity.
"Whoa, what is all this stuff?" cried out Cordelia as she moved to make room.
"I wanted to be as prepared as I could," Willow said, tossing her heavy burden onto the van floor.
"And them some," Buffy added while doing the same to her load.
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