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Title: Quiet Time ++++++++++++++++++ What are you watching? Dawn asked as she sat down. Shh! Dean. The show is called Dean? Shh! Buffy, this show is totally lame. No, its not. Dawn watched as Dean fired rocksalt from a shotgun into a spirit that was in the process of choking his brother. So, youre this Dean guy? Buffy nodded. And youre Sam. What? I so am not! How can you say that? The fact that youre whining like that. Whatever! Im going to make a sandwich. As Dawn flounced out of the room Buffy turned her eyes fondly back to the screen. Oh, Dean.
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