Xander sat with his laptop, now detangled from Pippi's crystal ball, and shook his head as he opened his e-mail program
and modded the fact that Willow totally had the computer refitted for both British and Amrican power and wireless before she gave it to him.
Could he possibly have a
normal vacation? Was it possible to even
think that sentence without bursting into hysterical giggles and making everybody crammed into Marty and Angela's room look at him even funnier than they usually did? Noooo. Instead,
Angel had to go and get poisoned, and Not-the-Scoobies, UK edition (otherwise known as FHUK), had figured out that they should try to find the current HQ for the Watchers' Council to see if they had anything helpful. Using Willow's hacked WC files to consult Pippi's
crystal ball and a
call to Giles had netted them
an address, and they were currently making plans to head off there.
Xander, meanwhile, was taking a second to breathe, and send an e-mail.
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