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Buffy took a few steps forward and placed her hand on Xander’s back. He figured something out, and asked, “Uh, so why are you looking at the ground.”

“You . . . you . . . you’re a . . . boy,” Kendra struggled out.

Confused, Xander muttered, “I could splash some water on me.”

Buffy giggled, and then explained, “Her watcher forbade her to talk to boys, they are apparentlee a deestraction.” Kendra glared at Buffy.

Xander’s eyes rose in even greater confusion, and more so when he took in Kendra’s apparel. Lovely makeup, large earrings, tight pants, and an even tighter top that left her midriff bare, and was low enough there was a hint of cleavage - not that the tightness required cleavage to show off her lovely breasts. Something was filtering at Xander’s consciousness, but he could quite figure out what it was, and so he asked instead, “So what if you’re a lesbian?”

Buffy’s eyes widened at that, her mouth quirking in a smile, and then Kendra said confused, “A what?”

Kendra’s expression and question were comical, and Xander’s dead on dry comment on how that measure couldn’t keep the problem away, was even more so. Buffy burst out in giggles and laughter, partly doubling over, and only holding onto Xander’s back kept her somewhat upright. Xander turned to her, and looked with confusion at the blonde Slayer, who only slowly got herself under control. While Buffy was still busy, Xander shrugged and explained to Kendra, “You know, a girl that likes other girls.”

“Dat happens?” Kendra asked surprised, and Buffy’s laughter grew worse again, but only a little bit.

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