Oh, I love that muchly, Erika. I had to stifle laughter too -- don't want to wake the small spawn.

Ahem. More Connie. Please?

Thanks. Munch crushes on people he doesn't trust all the time....most people just call us "women" but Lilah is a special case.

Deena - must add magic word...

Ahem. More Connie. Please? Now!

Connie, I really loved that. Giles and Willow always did have a special bond.(And the Munchkin is not writing this so I don't mean porn)

Aileen Wuornos: Munch and Lilah, probably stuck on the freeway...

She even smelled expensive, subtle but pricey in a “Postman Always Rings Twice” kind of way. I was going to have to watch my step...objectivity and all that happy crap.

But as my brain was thinking that, my mouth said “That’s a lovely scent you’re wearing...my ex-wife used to wear something like that.(Hey, it’s not a lie...exactly. I’ve had three, who remembers?Maybe she’ll find my pathos endearing.)

Lilah laughed, hard. Usually, that is a much better sign for me from a woman, but this was too harsh. “I doubt it. I had this made at a perfumier in Paris. Three hundred dollars an ounce. There’s an orchid extract in it. It works beautifully with my body lotion, don’t you think?”

Bitch. Making me picture her naked. Of course,I was, but she knew that and rubbed it in. Adding insult to lechery if you ask me...very dirty pool. (If you take one thing away from these interviews, remember that.) And the only parts of me worth $300/ounce clenched when she said “extract”.

”How can you live with yourself, spending that much on vanity? That could probably feed a family for three months.”

”You know, I’m not even sure I believe in conscience, but if I did, I’m sure it’s not sucking the blood out of stockbrokers. And I don’t have these kinds of conversations with the help.”

“Do you always tell the help what you have on under your clothes? Because I may be a monster, but I’m also a man.”

"You can't compare my satisfying my place on the food chain to whatever your people are up to. My instincts tell me this smells of something different than pressed orchids. As far as the brokers, I'm only finishing the job...their jobs took the life out of them a long time ago. A guy's got to...eat. To live, I mean."

"Mmm." She was driving me crazy not paying attention. If it would've helped, I'dve stood on my head right in the middle of La Cienega. Love, lust, hate, fear, I get, especially with the vampire thing. But indifference, what can I do with that?

But indifference, what can I do with that?

Insight! Munch has to die before he gets insight!

Don't we all? And that sentence put me one step closer on the path to Munchliness. Sigh.(More seriously, it's not too much is it? Cause as I was writing I thought it was either FG or TFM. Sentences that pop in my head are usually one or the other. Like the Springsteen one.)

Ahem. More Connie. Please? Now!

Patience, my preciouses. Have to catch up in Angel first.

she called us preciouses....melt