She pretends to swallow down his comment. "Why did she leave this time, Spike? What did you do?"
       "I didn't do anything," his voice has a new tinge of heartache to it. 
       Lilith rolls her eyes, baffled by the things she doesn't understand, like the relationship between Drusilla and Spike. Soulless and heinous, they love each other. Not despite of but in spite of. To many, they're an enigma. Drusilla shaped him and loved him into who he is now, her love created him. Spike has loved and completely devoted himself to Drusilla. While his love is more human, it makes it more alien to Lilith. Lilith, who person after person never falls in love. Lilith, who fears she just might never know love. She supposes that is one of the reasons she hates him, he has something she could never have. It is easier for her to look down on it than to admire it. 
       Lilith can't help herself when it comes to others having something she doesn't and could never have, she is selfish and greedy, and takes what isn't hers.
       "Did you...oh, but you wouldn't, would you? Played Dru's games? Did you get with Harmony when you two...?" Lilith knows he's incapable of it and maybe that's why she makes her comment. 
       Spike doesn't give a verbal response. Instead, he punches her on the jaw. Reflexively, Lilith rubs her jaw. She's not surprised by his reaction, almost prepared for it. He can throw a punch for the simple reason of feeling like it.
       Lilith reaches for another cigarette from her jacket's pocket. "God, you're easy to tick off."
       Spike shrugs and offers out his hand for a cigarette of hers. "I just love doing that."


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       Buffy returns to her dorm in last night's clothes. She shares the room with her best friend, Willow. She doesn't check for her, she heads straight for her bed and starts undoing her top from the back.
       A clear of throat is heard. "Good morning." It's Giles, her watcher.
       Flustered, Buffy freezes and reties her top as she glances toward Giles. He's joined by Willow. He sits at her desk, working away on the computer. Willow stands next to him. 
       "Giles, I didn't know you were here," says Buffy, sheepish.
       "Oh, really?" he asks, sarcastic. 
       While Giles can't see her, Willow makes encouraging hand gestures to Buffy as if telling her she's got this and can come up with the perfect excuse as to the reason she didn't sleep at her dorm. 
       "I was, uh, studying at the library," Buffy rushes out without meeting Giles' eyes. "All Saturday night." She rubs her hands over her sides. "Uh, you know what? I'm an adult and it's none of your business where I was."
       Buffy had spent the night with her date. Parker.
       "I'm sincerely relieved to hear it," says Giles, then puts on his glasses and glimpses towards the book he's brought—the reason he's here in the first place. "Now, can we discuss the impending disaster?"
       Last night, while at the party, Buffy called Giles to tell him about her run-in with Spike. During the fight they had, the vampire had revealed to her the reason he was here. Perhaps better-phrased, Harmony had and Spike had nagged about it. It had been about the legendary gem he has been on the lookout for. The Gem of Amara. At hearing this, Giles had made it his mission to find out all about it and had returned today with valuable information.