Lindsey chuckled. "Can I get that in writing? I know a guy who oughta take it to heart."
Power wedgie? That sounded... incredibly unpleasant. Lindsey smiled. That was up there with blaming things on his hand. Like grabbing Lilah's butt, and shooting one of his co-workers. As off the rails as that day had been, it had been fucking fun.
"Yeah. I don't have fun tricks like that."
Except the one.
Half of his mouth went up into a smirk, eyes twinkling. He remembered taking the pocket knife out during his fight with Angel and changing it into a sword.
Who is this? Who is this? I came to fight the vampire with a soul. Guess you shouldn't have sold it, huh? Look at you, from champion to pathetic corporate puppet in just a few months. You used to have fire in your heart. Now all you got in there is that big honkin' sword. How's that feel, champ?