"Oh please, could you sound less convincing?" Dawn quipped."I don't know... I mean... I..." Buffy stammered, before getting angry, "Enough! Dawn you'v... had your fun, but this is ridiculous. That wish is obviously just making me tell you what you want to hear. And we can deal with your perverted mind and your behaviour later, but right now I need to find a way to end this wish." Why? If I can make you do whatever I want couldn't it work on everyone else?" Dawn questioned."Maybe, but we can't. Sam had lost his patience waiting for Alison to provide him with a good jack off opportunity and decided to take matters into his own hands.Dressed in a dark green hood and navy blue jeans Sam slipped across the street to Alison’s house. It was well past 2:00 a.m. The sky was overcast with dark clouds and a slow, wet drizzle fell from the sky. There were few sources of artificial light coming from the surrounding neighborhood. Even the street lamps seemed muted tonight.Alison’s house was nearly. You can’t,” he agreed.“Stop it, let me out," She protested, and then after a while a fan started blowing photocopier ink dust around as well.“It’s all dusty I’m choking,” she added, “Please, I’m all wet and dusty, I can’t see!”“Good job you never wore nothing half decent then wasn’t it,” he added. “Wasn’t it?” he repeated.“Yes,” she agreed.“Yes sir,” he corrected her, “For heaven's sake can’t you do anything right?”“No, turn the water off please,” she pleaded.“That ain't water that’s fire. )Grew up in a small town And when the rain would fall down I’d just stare out my window Dreamin’ of what could be And if I’d end up happy I would prayTrying hard to reach out But when I tried to speak out Felt like no one could hear me Wanted to belong here But something felt so wrong here So I pray I could breakaway(Abby moved to the right corner of the stage, taking a wide-legged stance, left arm reaching up high.”I’ll spread my wings, and I’ll learn how to fly I’ll do what it takes till I.