Willow had gotten past mroe than one guard in her time in the Scooby Gang,a nd wasn't about to let a simple bouncer hold her up. Forestallign Kennedy, who looked like she wanted to just push past the bouncer, Willow decided a simple spell shouldn't atract too much attention.
She cast the spell quietly - not even Kennedy heard her - and suddenly the bouncer mellowed quite a bit. Willow smile dup at him.
"It's perfectly allr ight for me and my friend to enter the club."
"It is perfectly fine for you and your friend to enter the club" the bouncer intoned woodenly.
"You will forget that we were even here."
"I will forget that you were even here."
With that Willow and Kennedy walked past the bouncer, who took no notice of them event hough the spell disspiated before they'd fully entered the club.
"Wow, Wil - when did you go all Obi-Wan on me?"
Whatever Willow's response would have been was cut off as she and Kennedy entered the club and saw exactly what was going on.
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Meanwhile, back at the motel, the research was not going well.
"I wish I had my books" muttered Giles for what seemed to Xander to be the millionth time.
"Don't worry, Giles, Willow's managed to download most of the texts into her computer anyway. If there's anything mystical to do with what's happening to Buffy, we'll find it."
"Blasted technology," Giles continued to mutter. "Give me my old library any day."
"You mean the one with a handy-dandy Hellmouth attached to the basement?" quipped Xander, though Giles' glare cut off any further jokes and led the younger man to return to searching the files on Willow's laptop for any reference to Stepford.
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Buffy was more excited than usual. As much as she loved dressing sexy and serving her fiance, the thought of jello-wrestling, wearing (for now) nothing more than a skimpy bikini, in front of a club full of men, showing all of them the kind of girl her fiance had at his beck and call, was just about the best thing she'd experienced in Stepford (other than the sex, of course).
And tonight was going to be just perfect, she knew. Nothing was going to interfere with her putting on a good show.
That's when she heard a familiar voice call her name. |