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Vyvyan leads Seras in, picking up his giant super vacuum cleaner as he goes.

"The others aren't here yet, but the lads are, how much d'you want flirting with?"

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Seras laughs at the flying Vyv.

"Aaaargh! Get me an aspirin!"

She looked up wondering if he was talking to her.

He drops down, landing on a group of people.

The party descends into brawling chaos.

Seras manages to keep herself and her glass of blood on the ceiling as the brawl starts. She's sure they are too stupid to notice.

Vyvyan grins up at her, then beckons her towards the back door.

She walks along the ceiling to the door, strange enough even though her glass is half full and upside down nothing spills.

She drops to the floor.

"Are you having fun, Vyv?"

"Yeah, are you?"

"It just got amusing," she said.

"We can watch from here." Vyv says with a grin. Then, noticing the window isn't very clean, he smashes it in with his head for a better view.

"Why?" she asked, "I was watching it just fine from in there, and you seemed to like the brawl."

"Pigs'll be here in a couple minutes." Vyv says with a shrug. "We can go back in if you want to get arrested."

"Is it that loud?" she asked.

"The old witch next door will have called by now."

"Oh," she said, "You think anyone else will join us out here?"

"Nah, Rick's too busy crying and Neil's getting beaten up. Mike might turn up I suppose."

Seras shuddered, "He's nice, but he's too nice."

"He just fancies you."

"I think he fancies any female," she said.

"Yeah!" Vyvyan replies.

"At least that way we know he's not a pouf."

"Like RIck," she said, "He's a pouf."

"Yeah, horrible little bastard."

Seras laughed.

"Here's the pigs." Sirens begin to wail from the front of the house.

Vyvyan sits down on an abandoned toilet to watch the show.

Seras just watched.

"Why were those guys beating up, Neil?" she asked.