sittin' on top of the world

“Rupert Giles.” Rupert spun his head in the sound from whence his name had come. The speaker was tall, dark, clad in dark leather. He had a questionable fashion sense, more than a little bit vintage in its apparent trendiness. The long coat he wore wouldn’t have looked out of place on a pirate captain. “Yes?” Rupert answered, stiffening as he reached for the dagger in his jacket pocket. Nobody was permitted to go out alone, unarmed in these trying times. Should he find himself under threat, he would defend himself with all the might he could muster, but this man was young and fit, and knew his name. “Might I have a moment of your time?” The man’s voice wasn’t threatening, nor hard, but almost… panicked? Not quite, not the sort that spoke of immediate danger, but there was a hint of urgency there, something that told Giles this man was not here to threaten him. It was far more likely that in some small way, he wanted his help. “O-of course. Please, uh, follow me.” It wasn’t safe to stay on the streets, not even outside the Council building any more. Penelope had been attacked there only recently, and that had been before this all out war had begun. “You’ll forgive me if I prefer we speak in the car? There have been several cases of violence in the area.” At the lack of argument, Rupert removed his car keys from his pocket, opening the door and slipping inside. When the man joined him, he locked the doors after them, clearing his throat. “Who, might I ask, is speaking? It seems awfully unfair play that you should know me and I don’t know you.”

A charming apologetic smile spread out across Bambi’s lips and he shook his head lightly. “Allow me to even the playing field, then. I go by Bambi, but my papers say Sean MacNamus. It’s your choice of what to call me.” Bambi wasn’t usually inclined to share his full name just out of preference for his nickname, but he felt slightly pressured to give the other man some leeway; after all, he was the one who approached Giles out of the blue. Bambi could be arrogant and rude, but he wasn't an idiot either. This man didn't have to put up with him if he crossed a line, and that meant being on better behavior than normal; at least, slightly better behavior. 

Hm. Are we not fond of a little magic trick, or is it the startling bunny reproduction rate that's a problem here? 

You trick them by pulling a rabbit out of a hat? There’s a lot better ways to trick people, mate.

Why the heck else would you want to pull a rabbit out of a hat?

Well, why not? It's funny to trick people. No need to be a magician to do that.