Xander shakes himself awake and writes in his notebook: There were fairies at a play. Not that kind of fairy -- He looks vaguely uncomfortable. -- except since they all seemed to be guys, who knows. And not the Tinkerbell kind either; the weird, creepy, hard to tell from demons kind. Except those were the ones in the audience, and the ones on the stage were just people in fairy costumes. Except for the jackass that the drag-queen was in love with.
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