Every ten minutes, the vein in Faye's neck throbbed a little more violently. When a full hour passed, she slammed her fists down on the ground she was sitting on almost like a toddler. Well, a toddler with a very color vocabulary.

"That damn bastard! I should have fucking KNOWN he wouldn't show! How DARE he?!" The violet haired woman continued to curse incoherently, damning Spike's hair, shoes, wardrobe, and parents. "Damn accident while drunk, I bet!" she finished ten minutes later, her voice just the slightest bit strained from her ranting. Panting, she looked at Ein.

Oh god. She was stuck with him. She was going to be stuck with him until they found Ed.

Groaning, Faye's face fell into her hands.