Willow waited in line at the software checkout. When she arrived, the clerk, recognising her, smiled, and said, "I'm sorry, I know you wanted The Blind Watchmaker, but it's still out of stock; we should have a new order in soon. I'm sorry."
Willow smiled, saying, "That's okay; I have it, already."
"Oh-- you bought it somewhere else?" the clerk asked, a bit hurt. "Or downloaded it from a friend...?"
"No, neither," Willow replied; and the clerk smiled again, understanding.
Willow worked busily at her terminal for nearly an hour.
Xander arrived. "Willow, your computer's turned off-- how do you expect to get anything done?"
"With the computer," Willow replied.
"I don't get why Ms Bach is always talking about words. What's so important about words?" Xander grumped, slumping down in his library chair.
"Words can hold great power," Giles said quellingly. "With the proper words, one can invoke a demon-- or hold one at bay."
"And the words you use to tell people stuff can tell more stuff than the actual stuff," Buffy added, glancing up from her French.
"A virus is in the computer," Willow said. "How do we get it out?"
Xander thought about it. "I don't know. How?"
"The virus is out." She returned her attention to her work.
"Oh, right," Xander nodded, understanding. "Now I get it."
"Bingo," Buffy said.
"Of course," Giles smiled.
They went back to their occupations.
NOTE: I'm sorry about this one. I reallyreallyam.
A computer student was finding FTPs difficult. After asking many people for help, he was directed to Willow for guidance.
He explained his troubles downloading text files, and concluded, "What shall I do?"
She contemplated his words, then said, simply, "Ask; 'e shall receive."
And the student thanked her, being much enlightened.
Cordelia was angry and confused. "I don't know why everyone counts on
Willow so much!" she exclaimed. "Why do you guys think Willow is so *great*?"
"She is Willow," Giles explained.
"Duh," Xander said.
"Reason enough for me," agreed Buffy.
"I don't get it," said Cordelia.
Return to The Heuristic One.