"It gave me a lifelong aversion to letterman's jackets," Dawn nodded, taking a few gulps of her lemonade. "Or at least a year's worth. I like quiet. And strange. And maybe a little goofy."

She glanced around to make sure a tall, dark-haired soon-to-be carpenter wasn't hiding in the bushes, then whispered, "Xander was the first guy I ever had a crush on. He sets a high standard."

"Do you think they'd let us sell tickets?"