Note: brunettepet wanted Giles/Spike and cross-dressing, but it came out funny because me and nekkid Giles don't mix.

It wasn't a dress. It wasn't even a skirt.

What it was was a lady's blouse, trousers, and power jacket, complete with shoulderpads.

Spike sat in the bathtub and laughed like a hyena the entire time Giles applied Buffy's pilfered cosmetics.

"Oh, do shut up," he tried. and finally: "There is official record, you know, of what Angelus made you wear in Paris."

That did the trick quite nicely.