Conference Calls, Clashes And Plans (Part 1)

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As the car stopped at the red light, Owen looked at his pretty
passenger."So Buffy, are you ready to do some heavy duty shopping today?
I know that your mom planned to do alot in four hours."

"I'm ready to face the day,"Buffy said with a smile. Then she heard a
phone ring from her bag."Excuse me, Owen. Hello? Hey Angel, what's up?"

"Buffy, how many cousins from England do you have?"

"Alot why?"

"Because I just had an interesting conversation with your
great-grandmother just now. She said that all your uncles and cousins
from England are coming over to the wedding."

"Really? That's great! Owen! Look, there's a parking spot right there!
Nana said that they're all coming? Great!"

"Yeah, great. Anyway...wait a minute. Buffy...are you in the car with
Owen?"

"Um, yeah. So Nana told you that all of my cousins are coming?"

"Yes. Why are you in the car with Owen?"

"Because we're going to pick up my dad, remember?"

"Buffy, didn't I tell you that I'm going to maim him if he's within
thirty feet of you?"

"Angel? Deal. Look,I gotta go. We're already late and Mom is going to
kill me if I don't meet her soon. Love you, now bye."

"Buffy-"

As Buffy quickly turned off the phone, Owen looked at her curiously."Is
your fiancee having problems with the guest list to the wedding?"

Buffy shook her head as she smiled at him."Nope. He's just having some
other...issues."

*****

Joyce looked at her husband and ex-husband balefully. The two of them
had been making snide comments to each other since Hank got out of his
bed. She looked at her watch, Buffy was twenty minutes late."Rupert, do
you know where Buffy is?"

Rupert Giles stopped his thinly veiled insult to Hank Summers to look at
his wife."She said that she would be here with Owen at eleven thirty."

"Well, it's ten to twelve right now, so I have to wonder where she is,
we have barely enough time to stop to have lunch,"Joyce said as she
gnawed on her lip."And do you know where Nana is?"

Giles frowned slightly."Lady Atherton said that she had to speak to
Angel about something...and she would meet us at Cordelia's."

"Lady Atherton, Rupert? She hasn't told you to call her Nana Bethie
yet?"Hank Summers tsked.

Giles sniffed at the other man."She has, though after knowing her for
years as the Lady Atherton, it is hard to make the change. But out of
respect for her, I will try."

Hank Summers narrowed his hazel eyes skeptically."You've known her
family for years? And never even knew that she was Joycie's
grandmother?"

Giles was about to say something when Joyce touched his hand. She stared
hard at her ex-husband."It never mattered to me or him if he knew that I
was connected to the peerage. But he'll get to meet them all when they
come to the wedding."

Hank Summers paled a bit."Some of your uncles and cousins are coming to
the wedding?"

Joyce smiled sweetly at him."Oh, yes. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised
if most of them came. They all adore Buffy, but then you knew that,
Hank. Remember all the gifts that I got when she was born?"

Hank Summers smiled wanly at his ex-wife as Giles cleared his
throat."And how many of your cousins are coming, Joyce?"

*****

Faith looked at the phone when no one was around and hit the emergency
button. She waited until someone picked up."Um, hello? Designing
Dreams...Cordelia Chase speaking. Xander stop that!"

"Hey, Cordy! I'm on the conference line,"Faith greeted to her."I got
some news. Put me on speaker so that Xander can hear also."

Faith heard the whistling on the phone line, then she heard,"Fun Stop.
Oz speaking."

"Hey, Oz! We're on conference with Cordy and Xander. Willow stopped
torturing you?"

"Let me put you on speaker...yeah, she stopped tickling me a while ago.
So what's with the conference call? Any mad prophecies, deranged
portents or devious demons we have to stop? Or as of late, any Double-H
vamps we have to hold back?"

"What the hell is a Double-H vamp, Oz? Is it a werewolf label again?
Jeez, first the smell and hearing, now the vocab."

"Relax, Cordy. New term I made up. Double-H stands for homicidal and
horny. Vamp speaks for itself. Anybody we know like this?"

"Gee, it wouldn't be Spike would it? 'Cause we all know how homicidal he
gets and as for horny..."

"Xander! Quit joking! Faith? What's the deal with the call? I doubt that
you want to hear Xander babble. Any world-ending things going on?"

"Nah. Just had to call about the new betting pool we're gonna make, just
hit me when Buff left to pick her dad up."

"If we're making a betting pool again, let me call up Whistler, he was
annoyed that he missed the last one. Willow, you know where he's at?"

"He's staying Giles and Buffy's mom's place for now. In the other guest
room. Are we already making another one? I'm not sure that I want to
lose another fifty bucks to you, Faith. Your luck with these pools is
phenomenal."

"Yeah, real extra ordinary if you ask me. You sure that it's not
rigged?"

"Xander, phenomenal is extra-ordinary. Anyway, what's the pool going to
be about?"

"Who cares? I'm in, I gotta earn back that fifty I lost. I need to get
new hairspray for the wedding."

"But, honey, your hair sticks up fine as it does now. Ow! Not so hard
Cordy!"

"Who the bloody hell is this? And what the bloody hell do you want?"

"Spike? We were just calling for Whistler. Know where he is?"

"Don't know where the bloody little maggot is and I don't bloody care.
You little buggers are going to get your arses kicked but good when I
see you!"

"And then 'Mum' will have something to say about it won't she, Billy
boy?"

"Ears, is it? Feeling real brave over the phone are we? Well, think of
this, she never said anything about getting you outside the house..."

"Hey! Hey! Stop all this! We just was going to call Whistler about a
betting pool-"

"Betting pool? What the bloody hell is this about?"

"Duh, we won't know what about until you get the other dressed out of
date demon with you. Now be a good little vamp and call the other
annoying little demon."

"Fine! HEY YOU LITTLE POOF! GET UP! THE OTHER BUGGERS WANT TO KNOW IF
YOU WANT TO GET IN A BETTING POOL!"

"Jeez, Spike, yell in our ears, why don't you? Think we're all deaf like
you?"

"Faith, go screw a stake. Oh, yeah. You already do that whenever you
can. WHISTLER? YOU UP YET? THEN GET THE BLOODY PHONE! NOW! So what's
this betting pool about, mates?"

"Hey! Who invited you into this pool?"

"I'm in this bloody pool since you woke me up, Ears. Got a problem with
that?"

"Yo! I'm here! What's with the phone call?"

"Faith thought up of another betting pool. Your show, Faith."

"Thanks, Oz. How's this for a betting pool: Bet on what Angel's gonna to
Owen if he finds him with Buffy. How's that? Guys?"

*****

Angel looked at the wall as he waited impatiently for Buffy to pick up.
He looked at his wall clock venomously. It was twelve thirty and she was
supposed to be at the hospital to pick up her dad with her Mom. And
Owen. Who was going to die as soon as he could arrange it. Maybe he
should invest in a chainsaw. Or he should just feed him to Spike.

*****
Joyce looked at her husband and smiled."Well, Uncles Aaron and Ben has
three sons each. Uncle Caleb and Uncle David has two."

"Hey Mom!"Buffy said as she waved approached her."Ready for some
shopping? Hey Giles! What are you doing here? Hi Daddy! Guess what?
You'll never guess!"

"You sure are bubbly today, princess,"Hank commented. He looked at
Thurman, then at her."You kids enjoy the ride?"

"Yeah, it was great, Dad. Glad you can speak with that funny thing in
your mouth. And Owen's a safe driver."Buffy said with a flick of her
wrist as she smiled brightly."Guess what? Angel said that Nana told him
that everybody's coming to the wedding! Isn't that like, so great, Mom?"

Joyce broke into a happy smile."Oh, that's wonderful. Isn't that
wonderful, Rupert? Now you'll get to meet everybody!"

"At the risk of repeating myself, how many are coming to the wedding,
Joyce?"Giles asked fearfully.

Joyce shrugged."Not counting wives? About...thirty? Give or take two.
I'm not really sure."

Hank Summers looked at Giles grimly."Thirty-one with the family name of
Carruthers. Almost all are married. And Joyce is the only granddaughter
and Buffy's the only great-granddaughter. It's going to be one hell of a
wedding."

ìMr. Summers? Mrs. Giles? Dr. Bains would like a word with the both of
you,îa nurse said as she motioned for them to follow her. Joyce and Hank
looked at each other, then shrugged.

ìStay,îJoyce said firmly to Giles and Buffy. After a few minutes, the
two returned from the doctorís office. Joyce looking more relieved while
Hank looked a bit sulky.

ìWhat was that about Mom?î

ìNothing much, princess. Some papers to sign and a few words from the
doctor. Basically no alcohol, driving. Hard food. Letís go see your
dress now?îHank Summers said heartily.îThurman? Joyce? The car?î

ìWhat was that about?îGiles whispered to his wife.

Joyce beamed at him.îWonderful news. Bone bruise. Not a cracked jaw.
Tell you about it later.î

*****

"I'm thinking it's a bloody stupid thing to have a betting pool on. But
then Angel is bloody stupid sod, so count me in."

"Do we have to name body parts? 'Cause I'm liking the pool but thinking
it's gonna be gross."

"Yeah, I'm with Will on that. But after last night, I think we should
modify the deal."

"Whoa! Whoa! What happened last night? What'd I miss? Cordy, I can't
believe that you made me miss some action! Told you we should've met the
guys at the Bronze. Oz, spill!"

"Xander, go soak your head in a vat of fish steroids. So what'd we
miss?"

"Nothing much, if you ask me. Just some fucking wanker that tried to
bite Mum. And the Slayer giving Angel a wedgie."

"Buffy gave the Salty Goodness a wedgie?!? And where are your manners?
Since when do you curse?"

"Cordy, remember to not piss off the homicidal vampire. That's a big
no-no when Buffy, Faith or Mrs.G isn't around."

"Whenever I fucking feel like it, Hair Queen. You're not me Mum. Anyway,
the look on his face was a great sight. Beat the look stuck on his face
when she kicked him in the bollocks after shattering Big Blue with the
bazooka."

"Never saw it.Gotta get Smiley to tell me about it. Anyway, Spike's
sorta right, you also missed the faces of the two fools that were trying
to take her home when Smiley threatened them. Thought that they'd pee in
their pants but good."

"What two fools that tried to take Buffy home? From the hospital? Buffy
never dates doctors."

"Weren't doctors. It was Scott and Owen. Angel charged in hollering for
Buffy, Scott and Owen stepped in front of her. Angel got grrr without
the game face, flung her over his shoulder and she gave him a wedgie.
End of story."

"Know that you turn a cute red when you're embarrassed, Will?"

"Hey! Hey! Before you and Wolvie into get a smooch session, is that what
the pool's going to be about?"

"Do we still have to name body parts?"

"Parts of whose body do you want to name, Will? I'm all for the naming
of the Buffster's body parts. Ow! Just joking, Cordy."

"Better be. Yeah, I sorta agree with Willow. Name the parts that Angel's
gonna destroy."

"I still say that we modify it a bit. Add to the mix."

"Yeah. I'm with Wolf Boy there. Let's add to the mix."

"What do you guys know that we don't, Oz? Whistler?"

"Just that Smiley's close to losing it. Thinking any male near his sassy
sweetie will be in pain until she, ah, takes him to the Gates of
Heaven."

"Whistler,'Take him to the Gates of Heaven'? Poetic much?"

"Ease up, Has-Been Queen. Want me to say that Precious has a build up of
sperm that's clogging his synapses?"

"No. No. Gate of Heaven sounds fine. What's the starting amount and do
we name more than one body part?"

"Well, witch, I'm for Peaches to rip off the bloody heads and bollocks
off. But then the Slayer might have something to say about it. Wait a
minute, I just had a thought."

"Yeah, like you can think, Bleach Head."

"Go use those lips of yours to suck on a hot curler, Well-Used Queen.
Slayer's not gonna let anyone be harmed by Peaches or the other way
around. Think up of another pool, people."

"As much as I hate to admit, but Dead Junior has a point. The Buff's not
going to let Dead Senior to harm, maim, or kill anyone. So that pool's a
wash."

"How about if we name the parts that Angel's going to aim for? That
would work just the same. I mean, who knows? We never thought that Angel
would hit Buffy's dad, but he did."

"I'd rather bet on if Angel's going to last until the wedding. He's not
going to last, Buffy's near her breaking point. Bet they're gonna do it
while on patrol."

"Cordy! Not needing the image! Can we still add the punching part in? I
still think that Dead Boy's gonna deck Owen or whomever gets near her."

"5x5 with me. Main pool is if Angel and Buffy are going to last till the
wedding. Minor one is if he's going to deck anyone. Least amount to
start?"

"Starting bet is fifty and I'll say Buffy get-Oh, hi Mrs.Giles! Giles!
Mr. Summers! Buffy! Owen...And OWEN! Gotta go. Bye!"

"Later people! The Buffster crew plus Owen's here! Someone want to call
Dead Boy and tell him what's going on?"

There was an audible click on the phone. Faith sighed."Guess we can deal
with this later. At Hotel Giles. Later, people."

*****

"Xander, who are you speaking to?" Giles said as he approached the boy
in Cordelia's office. Xander gave him a sheepish grin as he hung up the
phone.

"Ah, it was Faith, Giles. Did you want to talk to her?"

"No, it's quite all right. I just had to get away from that insufferable
boor,"Giles sniffed.

"Sounds like he's getting on your nerves,"Xander commented."Want to get
some tea and crumpets?"

Giles glared at him, then sighed."Sounds good to me. You get it. I canít
leave him alone with Joyce,it's what the noddy wants. Pity there's no
good spell to make unwanted people disappear."

"If I tried that with all of Cordy's exes, then Sunnydale would have be
depopulated a long time ago,"Xander joked as they went out of the
office.

*****

While Buffy changed, Cordelia smiled as she served coffee to Buffy's
mother and Owen. Hank Summers merely sniffed at his coffee and held it
in his hand as he eyed the store."Is this all the stock that you have?"

Cordelia forced a smile on to her face as she looked at Buffy's
father."Not it's not, more of it is in the back. Whatever you see here
is personally designed by me."

"You don't seem to have that many dresses,"Hank commented as he looked
at a mannequin critically. Cordelia stiffened.

"Cordelia has a lovely sense of style, Hank. That's why Buffy and I
choose to came to her, not just because we know her,"Joyce said quickly.
She smiled at the girl."She looks at each of the brides and creates a
dress just for that bride and her bridal party."

Xander gave Buffy's father a dark smile as he stood next to
Cordelia."Cordy has a growing rep for being one of the best wedding
dress designers in the Coast. She's only designing a dress as a favor to
Buffy."

"Indeed, I was told by Nana Bethie that she loves the dress that
Cordelia designed for Buffy,"Giles said as he raised his eyebrow at
Hank."Joyce, what is that beeping sound?"

Joyce looked down at Buffy's bag."I think it's Buffy's cell phone. Yep.
Hello? Hi, Angel, it's Joyce. We're in Cordelia's store doing the final
alterations for the wedding dress."

Cordelia bristled when Hank looked around the store again."Well, I'm
sure that Cordelia's done her best design for Buffy."

"Well,I think that Buffy would look great in anything that she
wears,"Owen said as he smiled at Cordelia."And...oh, wow..."

"Well? What do you think, Daddy? Doesn't it look great?"Buffy said
happily as she slowly twirled around."Daddy? Giles? Mom?"

"You look lovely, Buffy. Quite the pocket Venus,"Giles said softly as he
looked at his Slayer. He looked at his wife, who was still busy on the
phone with Angel. He smiled at her as he remembered the lovely dress she
wore for their wedding.

Hank Summers approached his baby girl, all grown up. Ready to live with
an unknown man."I think you look beautiful, honey. Look at you, you're
going to be a lovely bride, won't she, Thurman?"

"I'll say. You look beautiful, Buffy,"Owen said softly."May I kiss the
bride?"

"Um, sure, I guess so,"Buffy blushed as she offered him a cheek. Hank
smiled broadly as Giles winced and looked at the phone in Joyce's hand.
As Owen kissed Buffy, Xander and Cordelia exchanged glances, then looked
at the phone in Joyce's hand and winced.

"Do you think that Angel heard that?"Xander whispered.

"Buffy! Angel wants to speak to you!"Joyce called out quickly. She sent
an uneasy smile at everyone."He says that it's urgent."

Cordelia eyed at the phone."A Double-H vamp on a cell phone that can
hear a pin drop from twenty feet? You bet your Taz silk boxers he did."

Xander frowned at her."What is this with the underwear?"

"Cordelia? Are the bride's maids dresses all ready? May I see them?"Hank
asked as he sat in a chair."Thurman, have a seat here. And can you pass
over some pastries?"

As Cordelia smiled, then whispered to Xander as she started to walk
away."If a vamp doesn't eat him, then I'm going to be the one to brain
him next. Too bad that I can't feed him any poison."

*****

"Hiya Angel, what's the-"

"Buffy? Is Owen there? With you?"

"Yes...And so is Dad, Mom, Giles, Xander and Cordelia. And he's been a
gentleman even though I've been begging him to ravish me."

"Not funny, Buffy. I heard that crack about wanting to kiss the bride.
Tell him that if he wants to keep his lips, they'd better not touch any
part of you."

"After you throwing him around last night, I think it's amazing he's
even willing to be in the same room with me. How are you feeling by the
way?"

"I'll be fine as soon as I get you into my bed. I just hope that you
didn't do any permanent damage after last night."

"Well, I *did* offer to check the damage, then kiss it and make it
better, but you refused. And in *such* a manner, too!"

"Buffy, have mercy! We were on your front porch! With Whistler, your
Nana, Mom and Giles waiting for us! I was not about to open my zipper in
front of them!"

"Angel? You're being grumpy. You know, I'm thinking of getting a
rose-petal pink lace teddy as part of my trousseau. It has a matching
garter belt with a small rose right in the center..."

"Buffy!"

"And I just specially ordered that little red number you liked from the
new Victoria's Secret catalog to replace the one that you stole when you
were in my room yesterday!"

"I never stole it! I borrowed it!"

"Why? So that you could wear it? Angel, I never knew you wanted to dress
in drag! I could lend you more underwear if you want to use them.
Especially the sheer lace peach set you got me for my last birthday. In
fact, I'm wearing the light blue silk set-"

"Buffy! I'm not grumpy! I'm not grumpy! I'm not grumpy!"

"You know, Angel? This is fun. Not as fun as wrestling with you in bed,
but fun in its own sick way. And Nana's right, it's your own fault for
making the dumb promise to dad and the priest!"

"Don't remind me! Speaking of, your Nana said that your cousins are
coming. Any hint on what they like do?"

*****

"I'm going to see if the parking meter needs more coins,"Owen said as he
walked towards the door.

Hank waved at him as he frowned thoughtfully at the dress designs before
him."Are you sure that the dresses will look good in those colors with
this style?"

Joyce resisted the urge to rub her temples."Hank, the Buffy and the
girls choose these colors very carefully. It matches their coloring and
they look lovely in them."

"And I'm sure that Buffy and the girls look lovely in them, Joycie, and
the dresses look wonderful, but-"

"But what, Hank? The dresses are already done and there is nothing that
you can do about them at this late date. And if you wanted to have any
say with the wedding, you should have given your input when there was
time,"Giles said testily. Hank looked at Giles with his mouth agape."And
furthermore, I was not aware that a glorified bean counter has a degree
in fashion design!"

Hank Summers glared at Giles."This 'glorified bean counter' has more say
about his daughter's wedding more than you, Bookworm!"

Alarmed,Joyce looked from Rupert to her ex."Rupert,please! Hank-"

"Stay out of this Joycie,"Hank said as he slowly rose from his
seat."I've got a few words to say to old Rupie here."

"Don't talk to her like that! She's my wife and her name is *Joyce* not
Joycie. And the name, Hank, old boy, isn't Rupie, it's Ripper,"Giles
said as he gave a travesty of a smile to Hank.

"Uh, oh,"Xander whispered to Cordelia."If you want to have a store left,
Cordy, better get Buffy here, pronto!"

Hank's eyes locked with Giles's as he scoffed,"And why is that? Because
you tend to rip your clothes? Back away, Joycie. This is between Bookman
and me. Who the hell do you think you are?"

"Anybody want a donut? Croissant? Coffee? Tea?"Xander asked
weakly."Swords? Pistols? Personal demons to get rid of?"

"Iím the best adult role model sheís had! If I recall, you weren't
around her much!" Giles shot back."Some father you are! And a liar to
boot!"

"Rupert! You promised me! Remember! After the wedding! Remember?" Joyce
said as she grabbed Giles's arm. When he slowly turned to look at her,
Joyce flung her arms around his neck and whispered in his ear,"You can
pummel him after the wedding! I promise! I'll even hold your jacket for
you!"

"Afraid to take me on,Ripper?"Hank Summers taunted."Hiding behind Joyce?
Afraid to hurt your hands? Less than a man are you?"

Joyce turned to glare at her ex-husband and poked at his chest. "Rupert
could take you on with one arm behind his back and beat you to a bloody
pulp if he wants to,you bloody idiot. I just don't want him to hurt his
lovely hands since I get so much pleasure from his use of them. More
than I *ever* got from you, Hank Summers!"

Hank looked at his ex-wife as she took a step forward and poked at him
again."He's a man in everyway that counts! And whatís more, Rupert makes
me scream every time! *Every* single time! And several times a night in
fact! And he also has the most amazing-"

"THANK YOU, Joyce!"Giles shouted as he gathered his wife close to him
and hugged her."There is no need to tell the whole store about our
activities in bed."

Her eyes wide, Joyce looked about her and saw several store patrons and
clerks staring at her. Owen was rooted to the spot near the door. Then
she noticed the wide eyes and mouths of Buffy, Cordelia and Xander. With
a groan, she buried her face into Giles's chest. Giles hugged her closer
as he shot a smug look at a furious Hank.

"Mom!"Buffy whispered hoarsely."I *told* you not to tell me!"

"Well, *that* certainly was a display,"chuckled a voice from the
entrance.

*****

"Hello? Fun Stop. We have-"

"Oz? Angel, here. We're changing the date of the bachelor party. Instead
of the day after the wedding dinner, we're having the damn thing
tomorrow night."

"Why tomorrow night? We're not ready. What's going on?"

"I had a vise from Nana Bethie. She told me that all of Buffy's
relatives from England are coming to the wedding."

"And?"

"From what Buffy could remember, she told me what little bits and pieces
about them. So we're having the party as soon as we can."

"And what has Buffy's relatives from over the sea have anything to do
with the bachelor party?"

"Everything."

"Seeing the connection that's not there, Angel. You sure you're getting
the right blood these days?"

"Grand-uncle Aaron is a retired businessman with an interest in ancient
weaponry. Grand-Uncle Ben is a retired Inspector. Dear Grand-Uncle Caleb
still designs jewelry and goes hunting when he can. Grand-Uncle David
paints after retiring from the army."

"And you're worried about what four Grand-Uncles will do to you? You
have been drinking bad blood again, Angel. What have you-"

"Cousin Eli collects swords. Cousin Ethan, his twin, has a dojo. Cousin
Gabriel retired from Royal Air Force and his son, Nathan is still there.
Cousin Hiram was scout for the British army."

"So a few cousins of Buffy's have-"

"Cousins Issac, John, Joseph and Kenon all own a business that supplies
computer technology to the British armed forces after retiring from
their respective branches of the army, navy, air force and special
forces. Cousin Lemuel likes to play rugby while Cousin Michael prefers
wrestling. Cousin Moses has a sixth degree black belt in karate while
Cousin Noah has only a third. Are we seeing a pattern, Oz?"

"Yeah, that all of Buffy's relatives have names from the bible. What
were their moms thinking when they named them?"

"Oz..."

"Hey, chill, Angel. I'm getting the picture that's being painted. I
think. So we'll have the bachelor party tomorrow. Better tell Whistler.
Think he needed a day to plan something for you."

"Screw that. I just need a night in Buffy's arms. I'm never going to
survive the Carruthers' family scrutiny alive. I mean undead. Just bring
a whole case of alcohol and ready to drink."

"Want me to bring some tapes?"

"Not too much porn. My zipper's at the straining point as it is."

"And you felt the need to tell me this because?"

"Just bring the alcohol, Oz."

*****

Hank blanched as he saw the amused face of Nana Bethie."Oh,God!"

She looked at him with a lifted eyebrow."Not God, but something a
else...the devil to bother you. So, noddy, what masterpiece of idiocy
are you performing now?"

"Nana! That's my dad you're talking to!"Buffy scowled. Nana Bethie
looked at her great-granddaughter.

"My apologies, my dear, but I repeat, what masterpiece of idiocy has
your father been performing? Especially since your mother is so riled
that she started shouting about her sex life in the store,"she said
blandly.

Groaning, Joyce dug her face deeper into Giles's lapels."Joyceln, dear.
Do lift up your face, I believe your cheeks will get redder if you bury
your face in tweed."

"I'm never going to show my face until everyone I know leaves," said
Joyce's muffled voice. Nana Bethie lifted her eyebrow at Giles's
uncomfortable chuckle as he hid his face in Joyce's hair.

"Lovely gown, Elizabeth. Don't you think that you should change before
you gets it dirty?"Nana Bethie suggested."Xander, do go to your store, I
believe that Oz has something to tell you. Ah, Cordelia, is it? Your
clerk will need your help now. Owen, go get some more coffee. Hank..."

Hank looked at her warily. Nana Bethie looked at him and pointed to a
chair with her cane."Sit."

Hank Summers went and sat. Nana Bethie looked at Buffy who sighed."I'm
going to call Willow. Have everyone behave, Nana."

After Buffy left, Nana Bethie looked around the faces that was still
there."Well? Move! And Joyceln, do lift your head up.Now what store is
next on the list?"

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