"Ooh, 'I'm already dead'!" Xander groans as he ducks the second swing-- at the expense of his balance. He flops forward onto the bed. "Yeah, that was real smart, Lilly. How long'd it take to dream up that one?"
He pauses.
"G'morning, by the way. Got an anvil for my head?"
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He pauses.
"G'morning, by the way. Got an anvil for my head?"