GREEN EYED MONSTER (5/?)
 

Cordelia move closer to Willow and pointed as they saw the sign for the
club they were looking for. "You can stop here."
 

The cab pulled to a halt ouside the entrance to the Cutting Edge.
Cordelia paid as she and Willow got out. "We'll give you an extra fifty
if you wait for us. It shouldn't be more than thirty minutes."
 

The taxi driver nodded, hitting the meter to keep it running. He removed
a magazine from his glove box as the two girls disappeared into the
club.
 

"Well, this isn't as bad as I imagined" Willow said, looking at the
bright colors that covered every table in the club. She heard a man tell
them that they were closed. She looked towards the voice. "We have
business with Mr Jason Stoner."
 

Cordelia and Willow both gulped as the man came closer. He was gorgeous
in a stand back and drool but don't get involved sort of way. Dark black
hair, green eyes and olive skin. He smiled as he looked at them, "I'm
Jason. I'd hate to think I had an appointment with two such pretty
ladies that I forgot."
 

"Mr Stoner. My name is Willow. This is Cordelia. We work for a private
investigator." Willow explained.
 

Jason cocked an eyebrow and said, "Do, call me Jason please. An
investigator?"
 

"Can we sit?" Cordelia asked bluntly.
 

Jason smiled, "Of course."
 

Willow and Cordelia sat opposite him. He took the time to study them,
liking what he saw. They were both beautiful, strong, intelligent women.
"So, what can I do for you?"
 

Willow studied him. He was very good looking, and she knew he was a
demon. But, she didn't feel frightened of him. In fact, he had a
reassuring aura around him. He seemed like someone she could be friends
with. She smiled, "What sort of demon are you?"
 

Jason's eyes widened with surprise. Looking at their expectant
expressions, he laughed. "Cut to the point, don't you Willow? I am a
hirtyol."
 

"A what?" Cordelia asked, still not knowing half the demons that
existed.
 

"It's hard to explain. I'm a good guy, if that makes you feel any
better."
 

"Details would make us feel better" Willow said.
 

Jason sighed, "Ok. I am a happiness demon. I guess you could say that I
am one part a keeper of love. Sort of like cupid without the wings.
Other part listener. I spend most nights just listening to
people....helping them with their problems. I could make a really great
bartender," he added with a smile.
 

"A good demon? Suppose to make people happy?" Cordelia said, smirking.
"Whatever. There aren't demons like that, are there?." She whispered to
Willow.
 

"Well, I can't force things but I can spot it." Jason said. "Hence, the
club. I wander around evenings and set people up. I can't bend them to
my will or anything like that. The thought horrifies me. No, I can just
listen and make them open to find love."
 

"A matchmaking demon?" Willow said, laughing. "I can actually see that.
I feel very comfortable around you."
 

"Tell me your problems, and I can make them seem trivial...I can help
you realize what is good about your life and the problems will become
easier to deal with," Jason said, smiling at the redhead.
 

"Right now, our problem is you. It seems someone wasn't happy with one
of your attempts. Does the name Savannah seem familiar?" Cordelia asked.
 

Jason thought about it. "I'm not sure. I don't often meet the people
that I intend to make happy...wait. Blonde hair. Southern?"
 

"That's her." Willow said.
 

"I remember her. She was coming on to me at the club one night....must
have been two weeks ago..." Jason said, "Why?"
 

"She claims you are obsessed with her and has hired our bosses to
protect her." Willow said.
 

Jason started to laugh, "I've met her. She seemed nice but I was busy
when she tried to talk. Stalking her? When would I have the time?
Besides, that would completely go against my nature. As I said, I'm a
good guy."
 

"Well, that's about what we thought after reading the case. Do those two
stubborn drooling men realize she's full of it? Nooo. So, it's up to us
to protect you." Willow said.
 

Jason's green eyes flashed with amusement. "You two are going to protect
me from your bosses?"
 

"You betcha" Cordelia said. "Those morons would probably kill you by
mistake."
 

"Do I detect a whiff of love for these two stubborn males?" Jason asked,
his senses alert to the feelings in the air.
 

"Nope. We're over them. We just want to make sure you're ok until they
realize this Savannah is a fake" Willow said.
 

"Ah. So you two lovely ladies are going to be my bodyguards?" Jason
asked, flashing a smile.
 

"If you'd like us to" Willow said.
 

"But of course. Who better to protect me from two stubborn men? Besides,
this sounds like fun. Count me in. When do we start?" Jason asked, his
mind already wondering when their bosses would realize they were on his
side. This could be a fun show. Much more so than he had anticipated
when he had first been contacted about these four. Smiling, he leaned
back against the booth.
 

"Right now." Cordelia said, smiling. "Don't you worry. We'll make sure
they don't hurt you."
 

"Oh, I'm not worried....not at all" Jason said. "Come along ladies. I'll
show you around the club."
 

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