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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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"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.

"I think he looked at them funny."

"He seems nice," she said. This is of course from watching him, from a distance, and from Vyvyan's memories.

"He's a whiny wimpy wuss. But if he does all the cooking and cleaning I sometimes let him off."

"Why don't you help out?" she asked, "Oh, that's right, you are lazy."

She poked him in his ribs.

"It's not my job. Neil cooks the dinner, I look after the plants and the goldfish."

"I didn't see any pants or goldfish," said Seras.

"I know, I got Neil to cook them first night."

"That's gross, and lazy," she said.