It's all AU.

Spike set down the breakfast tray on the side table and scrambled up onto the bed to straddle Lane and lean down to wake him up with a smacking great kiss.

Reinette was seated comfortably in the library, nearly at the end of Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban.

Buffy stumbled towards home, shocked and numb. She'd just had sex with Spike. She'd just had sex with Spike! She had no idea how she was going to face anyone – including herself – ever again.

She wouldn't admit it but it was quite a relief, really, to look up and discover the road she was walking down was no longer road in suburban Sunnydale but instead a main road outside a very familiar hotel.

"Great," she said, staring up at it, hands on her hips. "Back in Nowheresville."

Another night, another bar. Jack was on a bit of a spree. He'd decided it was time to have a bit of fun, and fun he was having.

He was sitting at the bar, drinking Malcusian vodka and chatting up the bardroid. If 'droids could blush, this one would be blushing. He'd certainly made it very, very confused.