"So," Faith said, leaning against the doorframe. "I was thinking..."
"Oh no," Angel said, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.
"And I was thinking I wanted pizza," she went on as if she didn't hear him. "And I wanted to go to that pizzeria down by the beach."
"And this involves me, how?" he questioned, but already he was up and walking towards her.
"Well, I didn't want to go alone." Faith grinned. "Also, I was thinking we could bring food back for everyone."
"And you were also thinking this would be an Angel sponsored meal?" Angel looked at the petite Slayer expectantly.
"Well duh, I'm unemployed, remember?"