Getting dressed! Maybe for real!

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"Neither do I," Wesley said, although he thought he might have a vague memory of it. He moved over closer to Spike, looking at the options. "I like the red. But don't wear anything you hate. You wouldn't, would you?"

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[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"You have to ask?" Smirking, Spike leaned back in his chair. "It's either that or keep my mouth shut, and we both know I'm no good at that."

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Smiling, Wesley turned as the coffee machine spluttered out the last few drops into the carafe and picked it up. "There are spells like that, yes."

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"So you could cast one on yourself to prove you're telling the truth," Spike said. "Unless they decide you're deluded or crazy or had your mind tampered with instead and try to 'help' you." He slumped a bit, staring at his empty plate for a moment before looking up. "What about Lorne? If you sang for him, could he tell?"

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Wesley thought about that as he poured the coffee. "I don't know," he said. "Under most circumstances, I'd say yes, but in this one... there are just too many things we don't know about how it happened. About how much of reality was actually affected."