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Xander shrugged and shoved his hands in his pockets as they trailed after John and Giles, who were talking animatedly about, it seemed, something called "Chelsea." "Just be glad, ladies. A mere hour ago, I didn't want to leave the hotel room. Ever. Now here I am, with great enthusiasm, facing--UGH" as they rounded the corner off the cobblestone path to see a chalk outline of an outstretched figure on the ground, with Giles, John, and Lestrade standing over it, and Buffy and Sherlock roaming beyond.