whattingawhat | I Love New York! [Rp for stillacrime for <lj site="livejournal.co

Buffy was in New York. She'd been there for a couple of days. There was a thing with some vampires and a cult and it was a whole blood thing that had resulted in some dead girls. Maybe a dead boy. Buffy was unclear on the details. However, she was clear on the whole vampires go poof thing. She'd cleared out the nest/cult/temple whatever they wanted to call it and sent the rest of the cultists home...cultist...was that even a word? Maybe they were minons or worshippers...huh. Anyway, she was now having a drink in a bar. One of those fruity, pretty, umbrella-y drinks. The kind that hit with a punch and kept on hitting. She was celebrating the whole ash thing along with the whole hey no baby slayers running around. She thought they were celebration worthy things. She'd called in and let them know she was taking a vacation. A shopping vacation or maybe just a drinking and sleeping vacation. She wasn't quite clear yet. Thus far, it had sorta been both. She'd gone shopping earlier and snagged a totally cute, totally bar worthy little pink silky tank along with a pair dark 'skinny' jeans and some heels that would break the first time she tried to slay a vampire in them. She had her hair all bouncy and wavy around her shoulders.

Right now she sat at the bar, her back to the bartender, elbows on the bar as she watched the dance floor with a slight smile. Tomorrow she had an appointment at the spa. So far, her working vacation in New York City was turning out to be a lot of fun.

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Buffy ducked her head, smiling at Danny's flirtation. She looked back up at him and shook her head. "Trust me, he's not going to get jealous," she assured Danny, looking back up at him mischievously. "Mostly because there's not a boyfriend." She paused and thought about it for a moment. "There hasn't been in a long time. I've been doing the who is Buffy without a guy thing."

"Well I gotta say Buffy without a guy has my attention." Danny answered around a boyish grin.

Buffy's eyebrows arched up and after a beat she smiled, biting her bottom lip lightly before it became a full smile. "So I can check getting hit on by a cute guy in New York off my list," she joked.

"There's a list?" Danny asked with amusement and curiosity. "Glad I could help."

"Of course there's a list. Who doesn't go on vacation without a list of things to do?" Buffy joked. She finished her drink in one swallow and set the glass on the bar. She held out her hand.

"Now there was talk of dancing."

"That there was." Danny finished off most of his beer and stood up. He took a hold of Buffy's hand and moved out in front holding her hand at the small of his back as they walked to the dance floor.

He turned to face her and rested one hand lightly at her side as he began to move to the beat of the music.

Buffy's nose and eyes crinkled with a smile when Danny pushed forward in front of her to part the crowd and held her hand to the small of his back. Little things like that made her all girly. Buffy liked the girly, butterfly-y feeling. She was still smiling when he turned to face her, still holding one hand and resting the other at her side.

After a minute the smile faded to be replaced by something much more sublime. Buffy loved dancing. The natural almost inhuman grace she got from being a slayer combined with the coordination and rhythm made her a great dancer but even more than that, it made dancing like breathing. More than like breathing, it was like fighting without the violence. On a bad day, she'd admit that was what made the fighting better and the dancing secondary. One a good day, she'd argue that she liked dancing better. In any case, she was enjoying herself and Danny was a good dance partner.

About halfway through the song Buffy tilted her head back, a smile curving her lips and she moved closer, resting her forearm on his shoulder and raking her other hand through her hair.

"This is fun," she half yelled, moving close enough that he could hear her then pulling back just slightly. No use crowding the nice guy.

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