__The Angel Line__
By A C Chapin
"Now don't cut in line, people. Everybody will get his or her chance to kill him. Mr. Harris! I said -no cutting-. Hey, you with the flaming baseball bat, put that out until it's your turn! -Mister- Windham-Pryce!
We've talked about this, -we- will provide you with the holy water, but-you- must furnish your own bathtub and rubber ducky. Yes, Ms. Rosenberg, if you want a corset, you will have to supply that too.
Mr. Giles, Ms. Summers, none of that in line. Well if you can't keep your hands to yourselves, please go someplace private. Yes you -will- lose your place in line.
Ms. Chase, you've -had- a turn. Yes, Mrs. Summers, you can make it quick and painless. But that really isn't the point, is it? Yes, Mr., um, Mr. . . . Oz? Well, that's thoughtful. Ms. Rosenberg, someone's brought you a corset. Yes, I'm sure he is. Mr. Rayne, -stop that-.
Now, Mr. Spike, Ms. Drusilla -- yes, I'm sure the buzzards -do- sing the sweetest little songs, dear -- it is your turn. I point out to the rest of you that Mr. Spike did bring his -own- . . . erm, spikes. Yes, go ahead in. Enjoy."
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