[i] GAH! Wrong clicking, wrong clicking! [/i] and back to the panic.
"Ask me nicely," he said again, "please."
The leader nodded indulgently. "Shut up - please."
"See this aint so difficult." Wash grinned.
Zoë had kept silent, kept her peace, held her tongue to watch the play - but enough was enough. "You're going to die, dear." She looked Wash in the eye as her voice carried clear.
Wash did a theatrical double take but recovered himself. "What?! No! That's... Aint gonna happen Zoë, I keep my promises sweetie, I aint dying for a long time..." He was grinning and blinking at the same time - but Zoë could read the very real anger and determination in his eyes.
-- Bell, Book and Candle pt 2 by wytchcroft