"Can't I do something else?" There was a somewhat baffling British tradition at Watcher headquarters where anyone losing at table tennis, without scoring a point, had to run around the building naked. "What about a bollocky run?"
"As tempting as that is, no. You're going to chaperone my trainee Slayers on a shopping trip."
Xander sighed in defeat. "When they kill me in a sales stampede, I expect to be buried with Captain Kirk."
Andrew smirked in amusement. "Is there something you'd like to tell me?"
open_on_sunday — challenge #157: funny noncon
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