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zortifiedXander/Graham.
This just works. Sweet and plotty.
"All right, mister, we've given you two weeks. You haven't done it, so we're going to."
Xander looked up from his sandwich, frantically thinking back to what he'd promised to do for Buffy and Willow. Should he have avoided having lunch at a cafe so close to campus? The two girls were sitting down at the table opposite and beside him, not quite flanking him, but definitely between him and the door. "Um, er, yes?" he managed, after he'd swallowed his bite of bacon, lettuce, and extra mayo.
Willow opened a notebook and pulled out a sheet of paper. "I have here the complete schedule for one Graham Justin Miller--"
"WHAT?!" Xander glanced around the room to find no one was looking over, and lowered his voice anyway. "Graham's schedule?"
Buffy nodded, and took over the confrontation. Intervention? Xander wasn't quite sure yet. "We've listened to you talk about him for two weeks. Talk about him, ask when the next party at Lowell House is, asking me if I see him anywhere, ask me if Riley knows where he happens to be--"