"And they were cast out of Paradise," said one of the Order. "We told you, we are all well versed in-"
"Not at all," Drusilla interrupted, frowning sternly and shaking a finger at him. "Not even Miss Edith was ever so rude. Further interruptions will result in a nasty paddling. I shouldn't think you'd enjoy it, either."
"Now then," she continued, and she smiled as she seductively clutched at the front of her dark, cotton skirt. "The starkers couple ate the fruit and became as smart as the Lord and went about their business, and the serpent went on his way continuing to help all those in need of his special skills."
Drusilla slowly hiked her skirt, revealing long, shapely legs. "Don't you just love a happy ending? I find them so very exciting." Her dress continued to climb.
"I've heard enough," said one vampire, jumping to his feet. "My head is ringing from the madness you've been spouting."
Spike cleared his throat and sauntered into the room. "Yeah, well given she's playing incubator to the Lord of Mosquitoes or whatever his title is in the nether realm, you might want to consider being a more polite audience."
