"Oh God, me either." Claire agreed, her nose wrinkling up even more. "Not your Dean, but mine is. It's hard enough knowing he and Buffy do...probably the exact same thing you and Dean do, minus the electricity." And not believing she had just said that out loud, her cheeks turned red and she found staring down at the coke in her hand to be the most interesting thing in the entire world.

"And something isn't entirely reassuring about the fact I'm going to leave here feeling comfortable around corsets and g-strings." At least she didn't have to bring anything back to school with her, explaining things to Gretchen would have been entirely awkward.