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Come April, I'm off babysittin' duty.

I know it's not because April's the month for a right of passage into not 'needed to be babysat' anymore. I don't think that day will ever come.

....

....Okay, that's depressing.

I bet you're ecstatic.

Sounds like a relief.

{Just going to stare at you. Not at all amused.}

{Still staring.}

Yeah, no shit, it's depressin'. And come April, I've got tickets t'go see the Sox play the Yankees. I'm lettin' the girls fend for themselves. Unless you're g'na come sit?

You've no idea. I don't give two shits who thinks they're stoppin' me. I'm headed to The Big A and watchin' the Sox kick Yankee ass.

I'm coutin' the days. Sure, it'll only be f'awhile, but still - better than nothin'.

That's the right attitude to have. And that is the wrong attitude to have. I might have to stop talking to you for that, you Sox-loving heathen.

Yeah? What are you taking a break from it for?

Who are you stuck babysitting?

Faith, I've got enough to babysit right now. [She sighs, That right there was an understatement.]

You know when you come back the place will be a mess, right? Have you talked to Giles about this one? They're gonna go out and look for trouble. It's what they do.

The cannon fodder always did like you more than Buffy.

Yeah, I know y'do, B. April's a ways away. Maybe by then your hectic schedule will have cleared? Jus' sayin'. If not, I know, I ain't goin'.

Just kinda nice t'hope for. Haven't talked t'Giles recently. Maybe he can come sit f'the squirts? If he survived you --- {Smug.}

No way! Seriously, Gabriel? The Yankees? Of course there had t'be a flaw in our connection somewhere. S'okay, though - I forgive you f'not yet seein' the right team t'root for.

Baseball game. Haven't been t'one in -- well, never.

Definitely worth taking the time off. Who are you going to see?

It's ~~partially~~ my job. I'm mother hen to a bunch of Slayers. If you ask B, she'll tell you all about it. Probably laugh at my expense while talkin'.

Close enough. Baseball game. When the Sox win, there'll be a party.

[Fleeting] Maybe... [Then a sigh] No, you deserve a break, Faith. Maybe we can get Xander to pitch in a bit. Or, you're right. April comes along I might take a trip and help you out a little. I think to get Giles to admit to this we have to bribe him with tea. And crumpets, or whatever else they like across the ocean.

And since when do you go along with the American past time? I've never seen you wear a baseball cap.

..That's baseball you're talking about, right?

Not sure if they still do. I'm on their asses left and right. B's not around, so she's likely their 'OMG, BFF Slayer!'

Hey, now.

We're so not doing the good cop/bad cop talk. I hate that talk.

I'm a New Yorker! I am obligated to root for the Yankees. But it's alright. I'm willing to overlook this flaw in your character, and offer you a place to stay whenever you get around to visiting the city.

Babysitting? Makes me glad no one trusts me around kids.

Just a day. S'all I'm askin' for. If not, it won't be the end of th'world or anythin'. Xander? If he comes around here, these girls will devour him like sharks t'a guppy. Giles and scones? He has t'like scones.

A girl can't share everythin'. Gotta leave a little mystery, Twinkie. I don't wear any kind of hat. But for a Sox game? better believe I will. Yeah, it's baseball, B. {Laughs.}

I knew y'were! There was that little somethin' I couldn't put my finger on. My flaw? Nah, it's th'other way around, Gabriel. {Shakes her head and laughs.} Isn't that very white knight of y'to do? I'll crash. So long as I get t'share a bed with you.

Smart man, and the Red Sox against the Yanks.

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