Try refreshing the page, deb. I did a friends' lock, but just a general one. You should able to get it.
Screw it. I'll post it here. It was a one-off nothing to make Plei laugh.
WARNING-- The following story contains "THE BIG" casting spoiler for Angel, Season 5, which I don't think is a casting spoiler any longer in here, because The WB has aired promos, but just in case, The presence of other characters of note are not spoilers, they're just there because I put them there. There are no plot spoilers.
Angel: The Show Must Go On
"I'm still not sorry. I think my soul is supposed to make me sorry. But I'm not. I'm not going to brood over this one, either." Angel looked Buffy straight in the eye.
She met his gaze, didn't back down, not that she ever backed down. She wasn't issuing a challenge to him, but rather, was accepting his challenge to her. "What did the others say?"
"Oh, Wesley is 'shocked.' If you want to know the truth, I think Wesley is more disappointed than shocked. And honestly? I don't think he's disappointed in me, although that's how he's playing it. I think he's mourning an opportunity lost--an opportunity to study, and research and probably bungle more prophecies and further fuck up my life."
"Angel..." It was more question than argument.
"Did you read the sign outside when you were entering the building Buffy? What did it say?"
"'Wolfram and Hart, Corporate Headquarters.'"
"And the sign behind the security desk in the main lobby?"
"'Angel Investigations, A Division of Wolfram and Hart.'"
"Right."
"But what does that have to do with anything?"
"He practically pranced in here, all pose and peroxide."
"So you killed him? He was...different. He had a..."
"Yeah. Soul. I got that, Buffy."
"But so why..."
"Show not called 'Spike.'"
ta dah
(edited to remove white font, because confirmed in bureau that this is still NAFDA, and since promos have aired, this is free game)