Dawn looked over her shoulder. "It will annoy Andrew and if we take a photo of our work and send it to 3M, they may send us a big box of more Post-Its."
Spike snorted at the thought of self-perpetuating insanity that invoked. "Wouldn't it just be easier to keel-haul him?" He held up the calendar.
Rachel chuckled. "That's Talk Like a Pirate Day. I don't think you're meant to get that far into character."
"Well, that takes the fun out it."


Part of the London!verse and the Wolf&Declán!verse