Who: Peter, Cordelia, Nathan, and Willow What: Intervention! Plus hide-and-seek. Where: Hyperion; office. Then, all over. When: Twenty-eight minutes after this Rating: Not high. maybe PG Status: in process
She had to go and threaten the coffee pot, didn't she? What had the poor, defenseless coffee pot ever done to her? Peter went to the kitchen first, to be sure of the threat. She hadn't been kidding. The coffee pot was glaringly removed from the picture. There was a note taped to the coffee maker instead, reading, Help me, Peter! You're my only hope!
Peter scowled. That was entirely too cruel. She was probably a tea person.
He went to the office next, a full two minutes before his deadline, and secured his gloves in place before turning the knob and stalking in. "I'm here, alright, I'm here. Just put down the coffee pot, and we'll talk."
Then he realized she wasn't alone in the room. Peter's eyes went from Cordelia, to Nathan, and back again. "Okay. What is this?"