ƒ024. uncle buck

[msattentionspan]

Was anyone else working at that Pie Shop in town other than Sam? 'Cuz I'm pretty sure he went home. I checked his room and his name's gone and those huge dogs aren't around either.

Anyway, the pie shop has been pretty dead looking. Maybe I'm just going at the wrong times.

[She realizes as she's saying it that she's not the best person to relay news like that. Buried underneath her food cravings.] -- I just really wanted pie...

[She's not sure what else to say.]

I mean, no one wants me trying to bake a pie. I'd probably burn down the kitchen.

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[majestic_leader]

There's a pie shop here?

[SORRY DEMARCO, TOO LATE!]

[msattentionspan]

Yeah, in the city. The Pie Hole.

It was good, but the guy that ran it went home.

[majestic_leader]

That's a shame. It's been a long time since I've had any pie.

[msattentionspan]

I'm sure someone else is working there. I just don't know who... and why haven't you had pie?

[majestic_leader]

Military rations. Even in the downtime they've got us on a pretty short culinary leash.

[msattentionspan]

Sounds like it sucks. I was in prison, food isn't so good there either.

[majestic_leader]

Ho, you wouldn't mind telling me what you were in for, if you ... don't mind my asking?

[msattentionspan]

Actually, I do mind.

[majestic_leader]

Alrighty, mysterious lady, I will not ask again.

So ... You, uh ... been here long?

[msattentionspan]

I'm Faith and I've been here almost two years.

[majestic_leader]

I bet you've got quite the insider's look after that sort of stay, huh?

I'm Spartan Paul DeMarco, by the way. Newly arrived, if you couldn't tell from the fresh new-car smell.

[msattentionspan]

Yeah, I guess. I don't live in the castle though -- and the journal doesn't smell.

[majestic_leader]

Well, no, it was just a matter of speech. Although, I wouldn't be surprised, these journals sure are something.

[msattentionspan]

Yeah, they open on their own sometimes. I put mine away when I'm not gonna need it.

[majestic_leader]

Really? Well that's got to be annoying. Thanks for the warning!

[msattentionspan]

Yeah, sure.

[untilmydarknessgoes]

Oh c'mon, I'm sure you could at least burn an entire building down if you put your mind to it.

[msattentionspan]

[Look, she's a bit of a firebug, but she's good with control.]

I'm good with keeping my fires under control.

[untilmydarknessgoes]

You say that now.

[msattentionspan]

Look, burning cookies - totally not in the same realm as burning buildings down. Besides, my arrest record doesn't have arson on it.

[untilmydarknessgoes]

So then you should be looking at this as a chance to expand your horizons.

[msattentionspan]

[She contemplates it.]

Most the buildings are brick, hell the castle is mostly stone.

[untilmydarknessgoes]

Mostly.

[msattentionspan]

Are you trying to encourage arson, Damon?

[untilmydarknessgoes]

Me?

Never.

I'm offended you'd even imply that.

[msattentionspan]

[She's amused, nodding.]

Just checking.

[legacydeck]

I was going to take over if nobody had any objections. Many of our servers are a little young to be trying to run the place.

[msattentionspan]

Yeah, you're talking to the wrong person. I just wanted some pie and usually Sam doesn't charge me.

[legacydeck]

Ah. Well, the next time you come by, it's on the house, then.

[msattentionspan]

Uh... thanks, I guess.

[legacydeck]

You're welcome. It's the least I can do for someone who's had a friend disappear.

[msattentionspan]

Well, you didn't have to, so thanks...

backdated to... when this was posted 'cause i'm a dweeb.

[wield]

Sam? [ Buffy can feel her chest tighten and her heart drop. It was safe to say that Sam was probably the last person she wanted sent home. ]

[msattentionspan]

Yeah... I guess I didn't realize no one knew. [Now she's feeling like a jerk.]

I didn't know you two were close. [Of course. Why can't Faith have something that Buffy didn't have, too.]

[wield]

He was a friend of mine. You knew each other?

[msattentionspan]

Yeah. I did, actually. [She's a bit indignant, not exactly pleased to think that Buffy seems to assume Faith didn't know Sam.]

[wield]

[ She's picking up on the attitude, but not necessarily why she has it. ]

I'm sorry, did I say something?

[msattentionspan]

[She wants to snap, to tell her exactly what it was, but she's lost a lot of people lately.]

Nevermind. [All the bite is out of her words.]

[wield]

[ She too is pressing her lips together, strugglig to fight back her own words. ]

For what it's worth, [ which she realized is close to nothing. ] I'm sorry.

[msattentionspan]

Wasn't your fault. Everyone leaves eventually.

[wield]

[ A pause. Because she realizes it's been hard... Not for just her, but both of them. ]

Some more often than others...

[msattentionspan]

Yeah. [She's been there a while and seen plenty of people come and go.]

[wield]

You'd think it'd get easier o-or at least we'd be somewhat used to it by now. [ She's smiling ironically, because saying the words sounded so ridiculous of her. ]

[msattentionspan]

Maybe, but I think that's how it's supposed to be.

Difficult.