Change in the status quo ((RP for fakingitsomehow))

Wesley shook his father's hand. "You're sure I can't convince you to stay a bit longer?"

Shaking his head, Roger clapped his son warmly on the shoulder. "Not a chance. Your mother was delighted at the news of my retirement, and I understand she wasted no time booking us a holiday. Haven't had one in ages, and I'm certainly not going to disappoint her."

"Of course not," replied Wesley, the smile on his face at least a little genuine for the moment. "Have a pleasant flight, then, Father. Please call when you get home."

Roger nodded. "Thank you, Wesley. And keep me apprised of how you and Miss Summers will be coming along with the Slayers." Another warm, firm shake. "Goodbye, son."

"Goodbye, Father."

Wesley watched as his father passed through the security checkpoint and disappeared into the rest of the international terminal at LAX. Once Roger was out of sight, Wesley took a deep breath to centre himself and promise to find some way to relieve the stress of his deception. As he passed under the great glass wall at the front of the terminal, heading for the car park, Wesley drew his cell phone.

"Buffy? It's Wesley. Where can I meet you? There've been some developments that you'll want to know about."