Not that I care much. How ever I am somewhat Interested: Why doesn't she want to see ya, Wes.

Well, maybe I do care somewhat. //Nice Avi btw.

Right, and you just let her go without tryin' to stop her?

Right.. And yer not even remotely curious the reason why shes not comin' back?

Right Giles.. Lets bloody see here then shall we.

Here comes Rupert Giles.. Sipping a cup of tea.. Hes a bloody wanker. Annoying Angel and Me. Hes a bloody moron. Rupert please Sod off..

I put it in Christmas songs.. T'hell ya want from me! I was a bloody awful poet.

Well ha die bloody ha.

Twat.. [Grumbles]

[Rolls his eyes] Right.. Why can't I just kill you..

..Bugger..

..The.. [He calms] .. Not a bad Idea, Wes.

[Taking the beer he holds it up to him, before popping off the cap.] You know me all to well, Wes. Quite creepy.. But non negotiable..

..Such a bloody comedian.. [He shook his head taking a deep sip from his beer.]

And its granted. [He rolled his eyes holding his beer in his right hand]

[He tilts his beer to get a look at it] .. Its alright. Tickles the buds.

''Now then, where the bloody hell does a bloke like me get somethin' to drink.''