The Magic Shop was at its usual, not many customers, and if they were, then they were rather odd. Or some lovesick teen wanting to try a spell that they found online to make their crush fall in love with them. It was a nice day, too, on the weekend, a nice breeze and a good amount of sunlight.

Giles was busy organising the shelves as he mumbled to himself and ticked some things off his little clipboard while readjusting some of the jars. Willow and Tara were seated at the round table with Xander looking through books on a certain demon that Buffy had spotted and intended to hunt. Anya was behind the counter, counting money with a happy smile.

Spike, however, was grumbling to himself in the corner of the room. He disliked the fact that he was stuck in the Magic Shop with the Scooby Gang. He spent the night here, and it was his mistake, unable to leave thanks to the sunlight. He flicked his lighter and glared at it while mentally scolding himself.