Part 7 – One Year Later –
“Do you, Alexander Harris, take this man to be your husband, for now and forever, to cherish and honor, until death parts you?”
“I do.”
“And do you, Lindsey MacDonald, take this man to be your husband, for now and forever, to cherish and honor, until death parts you?”
“I do.”
“I now pronounce you wed. You may kiss the… never mind.
“Bloody hell, Poof! I never said we could move to SunnyHell!”
“Look, you said we could go where ever I wanted, right?”
“Yeah…”
“I want to go to Sunnydale.”
“Fine, bloody ponce.”
“Oh, and you’re not?”
“Of course not! You’ve got mad!”
“Why did I ever let Harris leave you with me?”
“Because you knew. You could tell. Same as me.”
“True… Have you heard anything about him lately?”
“Yeah, ‘e just married that lawyer ‘e’s been seeing.”
“Oh. Well, at least he’s happy.”
“But ‘is friends aren’t. That’s why we’re going back, innit?”
“Not a word, Spike. Not a word.”
“Can’t believe you actually care for the Whelp.”
“I do not.”
“Bloody hell, Peaches! You do too!”
“Fine, whatever. Just, go pack your five black shirts and we’ll be out of here.”
