“Harmony, I need to talk to you.”

“Listen, Boss, I totally know what you’re going to say.  I am so sorry for last week.  Just trying to help.”  Harmony bit her lip anxiously.

“These things happen,” Angel replied sympathetically as her expression grew more hopeful.  “Actually, I’ve got a special assignment for you.”

Spike found Angel in the conference room a few minutes later.  “She go for it?”

“Told her the Stahpler demon has a fear of office supplies.  She’s making a paper-clip chain she swears will stop him cold.  Ought to keep her out of our hair for days.”