PG-13-ish; gen; B:tVS/Mr. and Mrs. Smith; 1000 words. Challenge fic, from August 24.

The woman with the most generic name in the assassin biz looked as lively as ever... and she was making a beeline straight for Faith's seat at the bar.

( Requesting the Honor of Your Presence )

(x-posted to twistedshorts and at AO3)