Anya: "Oh, come on, spikealicious, it's just good old plain Capitalism, with a capital 'C'

Besides, you're old enough to know how this works!"

spikealicious: "Hey! Who's calling whom old?"

Anya: "Nevermind that, just pitch the idea!"

spikealicious: "I'm getting there!"

Anya: "I swear I'll never understand you humans.

spikealicious: "So be it! Okay, I'll do it to make you happy."

Anya: "Good! And if you could write about how great a lover I was to Xander, instead of me about me being dead, I'd be happy about that, too."

spikealicious: "I'll consider it in the next story. May I?

Anya: "By all means, go ahead!"

spikealicious: "Okay, here it is:"

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