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"Sorry, dearest," Angelus answered, giving her a peck on the lips. "Willie-boy had to find the perfect St. Valentine's Day gift for his Drusilla."
"And did he?"
Angelus turned them so they were facing Spike and Dru. Spike shyly handed Dru a box, which she opened eagerly, like a child. She lifted what was in it out, holding it up to her cheek momentarily before taking a hungry bite out of it. "Oh, my Spike! A human heart! And it's still warm. You do bring me the nummiest treats, darling."