[Bitch please. Is what Gar's face says. Only in a polite, British way. So more like 'bitch, do pardon me'.]
I've decided that if we don't act quickly, the real guards will be alerted to our presence any moment, so we may as well cooperate with the man for now.
[She glances at Buffy and Spike... and then also frowns]
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I've decided that if we don't act quickly, the real guards will be alerted to our presence any moment, so we may as well cooperate with the man for now.
[She glances at Buffy and Spike... and then also frowns]
Where are your uniforms...?