Buffy was picking at her salad as Cordelia and Harmony gossiped beside her. The school cafeteria was bustling with activity and strange smells. Harmony wrinkled her nose as Gunn set his tray down on the table.
"Soilent Green much?" she asked, making a face at the food-type substance on his tray.
Gunn grinned and dropped a kiss on her head as he sat beside her.
"What's the latest gossip?" he asked, shoveling a sporkful of 'food' into his mouth.
"Us? Gossip?" Buffy said, feigning innocence.
Gunn raised an eyebrow and shook his head before shoveling in more of the Soilent Green.
"Yeah… You. Gossip."
"No gossip," Cordelia lied. "Just talking about prom"
"Yeah, hey… speaking of prom," Gunn said, setting down his eating utensil. "How do you feel about blind dates?"
Cordelia stared at him as if he'd said something dirty.
"Okay… maybe that's not a great idea after all…" Gunn backpedaled.
"Who did you have in mind?" Buffy immediately piped up, thinking it was the best idea she'd heard in a long time.
"Well, there's this guy that's in my Chemistry class… he's not real popular or anything… but he's pretty nice. Decent type of guy. And he probably doesn't get a lot of play. Kind of quiet… but I think he'd really be jacked about taking Cordelia to prom. Probably he'd go all out," Gunn told them.
"Jonathan Levinson?" Buffy asked, hoping she was wrong.
"Yeah," Gunn nodded. "That's the dude's name."
"Jonathan's really nice, Cordy," Harmony tried, searching her memory for just one conversation she may have had with the guy.
"Euw! World of NO!" Cordelia whined.
Buffy thought for a moment and then had a brilliant idea.
"Why don't you come with me to band practice tonight," she offered. "Spike's drummer is kind of cute. I think you'd like him."
Cordy started to make a face and then Harmony interrupted her thoughts.
"Ooh! Yeah! Spike's probably got all kinds of hot college friends!" she beamed.
"Spike? Hot friends? Yeah, right," Cordy scoffed, picking at some imaginary lint on her shirt sleeve.
"Actually, Xander's kind of cute. And I'm pretty sure he's single," Buffy offered.
"Xander?" Cordy asked incredulously.
"Yeah, Xander Harris," Buffy continued, thinking of how excited Xander would be to escort the cheerleader to prom.
"You mean geeky Alex Harris whose parents are a couple of drunks? Alex Harris from the house on Corrine Drive that has peeling paint and weeds growing in the flower beds? No thanks."
"Cordy, come on. When is the last time you saw Xander?" Buffy tried, hoping to change her friend's mind.
"We should all go to practice with Buffy!" Harmony suggested. "It'll be fun! Come on, Cordy! At least get a little lookie-loo at the package before you turn down the merchandise!"