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Besides the obvious Evol of it parent network. But, final squad for South Africa means there had to be a spot of Three Lions.

Giles took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose. "Spike, why is there a ceremonially dismembered goat in the shower room?"

One word was all that was necessary from the slightly bloodstained and more than slightly depressed vampire. "Heskey."

"In the squad? Again?" Gliles slumped against the tiles.

"Yeah. Once again we're taking the one striker on the planet who couldn't score a goal if his entrails depended on it." Spike pointed at the goat. " So I thought... Desperate measures, yeah?"

Giles breathed in had and nodded. "You are cleaning up."

"Course. S why I did it in the wet room."

"The tiplets bath is due in twenty minutes and its my turn. We are talking spotless." A somewhat exhausted but still formidable Giles said as Wes entered the room.

He observed the scene with the air of long practice. "What you're going to do with the goat."

Spike looked proud. "Goat curry. Got Grandma Precious' Secret Receipe last Notting Hill Carnival."

Wes almost pouted. "My trainee's grandmother gave it to you?"

Giles was outraged. "He's my cousin Daphne's son. If anyone gets the secret of the ambrosia of the Westway it's family!"

Spike added smugly, "What can I say, Grannies love me. Always liked feeding me up. 'Course, didn't work out so well for 'em back in the day but now I'm playing for Team Good..."

Giles sighed, "You clean shower rooms and prepare the meal in time for Anya to wake up from her power nap?"

Spike looked serious. "More likely after the second one, but it should feed her up nice and good?"

Giles looked worried through epic repression easily read by fellow public schoolboys, "I hope so, I know the South Africa trip was her idea but with..."

Wes nodded, "Six small children, an ex-Key and all of us."

Spike said with his usual attempt at bravura, "Gonna be a blast!"

Giles looked grim, "Going to be something."

Wes tried to perk them up with, "Complete failure?"

Spike and Giles added in synchronised attempted cheer in the face of Doom, "Especially if James is in goal again."

Wes nodded, "So, curry?"

"Curry!" in stereo?