After Xander's performance, and once she'd got done talking to Jill, Saffron headed backstage to see how Xander was doing and praise him on a job well done...except he wasn't there.
She had some time before her performance, so she looked around inside the club, first upstairs and then down, and when she didn't see him stepped outside, intending to ask Bridge if he'd seen him leave. She didn't need to, though, because she spotted him, a little ways away sitting at the base of a tree.
"Xander, honey?" she said, more to alert him to her presence than anything as she approached. She crouched down beside him, not exactly an easy feat in the tight leather miniskirt she had on, and put one hand lightly on his shoulder. "What's wrong?"
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Date: 2009-02-17 12:21 am (UTC)She had some time before her performance, so she looked around inside the club, first upstairs and then down, and when she didn't see him stepped outside, intending to ask Bridge if he'd seen him leave. She didn't need to, though, because she spotted him, a little ways away sitting at the base of a tree.
"Xander, honey?" she said, more to alert him to her presence than anything as she approached. She crouched down beside him, not exactly an easy feat in the tight leather miniskirt she had on, and put one hand lightly on his shoulder. "What's wrong?"