Pretty sure you're wrong. Two is a couple. Three is a few and four is... a couple of couples, or something. ( there's no changing her mind on this one, Angel. see the way her arms are folded over her chest and the steely look in her eyes? yup, she will die (not really) on this hill.

they seem to be on the same wavelength regarding kissing, because being this close to him would make it easy to reach out and tug him down by the front of his shirt and kiss him like she wants to do. her tongue darting out on impulse, imagining tasting him before she ducks her head, avoiding eye contact while trying to calm the way her heart thump, thump, thumps wildly in her chest.

luckily he gives her a distraction. ) There are like, two or three detective agencies run by other LIERs, maybe one of them would hire you? ( off the top of her head those are the best possible suggestions she can think of. )

Three. ( she confirms. ) She's from really, really far ahead in the twenty-fourth century. Her name's Mel. She's sparred with Faith, but I've only met her on the network. ( at her next admission, she beams a little. ) Apparently she knows of me. I get Watcher Diary famous.