"Granted," Giles agreed. "But surely you can handle a group of little girls."
Andrew planted his feet on the floor and stared at Giles in horror. "Little girls? Most of them are taller than I am. You only had to deal with one Slayer, I get them en masse and just when they start to respect me, I get a new batch. Can't I just drop them down an elevator shaft?"
Giles savoured the thought a moment too long. "That would be wrong."
"Launch them from a trebuchet?"
open_on_sunday — challenge #138: being dizzy
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