Jared decided to stay out of their conversation; instead he listened to their playful teasing with the very faintest of smirks. Even he couldn’t help but be amused by the banter going on around him. However, his mind did seem rather occupied, as he peered down at the spot where the vampire had been but was now merely a pile dust that faded slowly into the wind. What a waste of existence she had been!
Buffy’s sudden foot stamp pulled from his reflection, to the flashy yellow flyer in her grasp. Jared furrowed his brow at the name, why did that sound so familiar? Gently he shook his head “No…never” he replied to her question about the club. Her words left him a bit awkward. He had never danced before though his feet where rather on the graceful side when he was in battle. It couldn’t really be that hard could it? “I might if you gave me the first dance” he tried on a rare smile.