planning - sort of.

Things just aren't going well for me. First I took on bodyguarding work and didn't get paid - OK, I guess the client did die - or they got back to Quain. I'd have heard something by now.

That client was a real trouble magnet, and she got into a face-off with a vampire while I was being employed as a Diran body-guard not Minioning! The vamp was only a couple of inches taller than me, so I dusted it. Maybe that made Erynne over-confident -she took on a major demon next and - well, I did my best, but..

I made this place too hot to hold me in the past The demon side of Sunnydale is the kind of place where they eat what they run down in the road. At least in LA they usually cook it first.

So I decided to go back to LA. The whole Angel investigations bunch was here, at the Inn, so I guessed they'd be going back soon. Doyle usually drives, so I went to ask him for a lift.

He had some kind of bug - sneezing all the time and every time he did he got the Brachen-demon face. He looked so funny that I had to laugh. He got real uptight about that. Well, I thought I could maybe help him out - I bought a working glamour at that Magic Box place.

I thought that if it was cast to show his usual face nobody would know when he sneezed and went pickle-puss. I wore it to show him how good it is - I don't know if he recognised me or not, but he told me to shove off and slammed the door.

So, here am in Sunnydale and they're gone. I'll get organised - call Wolfram and Hart and ask for transport or something - but later. Right now I feel kind of down. I heard that if you have a drink when you feel sorry for yourself than the drink gets sorry for you and wants another drink, but I'm going down to the Vulger Unicorn to see if I can pick up anything useful...