"I was think Erin," Monica answered."Erin go braless," Jean replied with a laugh."Erin is a perfectly fine name for an Irish girl." So is Maeve, but K...elie's got this good feel to it." Why don't I get a say in this?" Vin interjected.The girls glanced at him for a second before Monica went back to talkingwith Jean, "It's just that I had this girl in my homeroom named Keelie,and I hated the bitch." Oh, I get it."Vin rolled his eyes at the girls as he clasped the sides of his head ashe listened. He sighed and said, “Congratulations.”“For what?” Oscar asked puzzled by the Oliver’s comment.“Fareed Khomeni left.”“What do you mean, he left?” Oscar asked. He knew that Fareed had been upset, but not upset enough to quit.“Apparently, your questions have touched upon issues of great debate among Islamic scholars. Students are not supposed to ask such questions and demand answers from their instructors until much later in their studies.”“How much later?”“More than two weeks after beginning. Have a nice evening."I heard the door close and Gracie came back into the livingroom with an unconcerned smile on her face. "Boy, you don't lose any time do you? I should have expected something like this."Gracie sat and broke the seal on the packet of papers. I got up and went across the room to my desk and I unlocked the bottom drawer. I knew what was coming and wanted to be prepared."Adultery! No way. Reed, why did you put that down for cause. No, no, no!" Gracie, look at me. Tell me you. Spike must have messed with the spell. He wasn't at all surprised that Buffy wasn't inside Dru. He hadn't planned to switch her and Angel, or her and Dru. He must have fixed things to kill Angel. There was no love lost between these two, she knew."I thought I saw you faint, mate?" No, I'll leave the fainting to you, Spike. It must be tough rolling around in a wheel chair. A little girl, little Miss Buffy kicked your ass big time, didn't she" said Buffy with satisfaction.Spike turned.