Buffy raised an eyebrow, folding her arms across her chest as she looked from Ambrose to Lucius. She was sure to be standing as well, even though she doubted she was terribly intimidating at her massive 5'4".
"I'm with Evie, Dan- Lucius. There's no way I'm going to be shooed upstairs so you two can have Thunderdome down here or something. If us staying down here stops you two from having it out, we're staying," she insisted, pausing for a second. "Which probably sounds hypocritical, all things considered, but I'm okay with being the pot and calling the kettle black right now. Besides. What do I need to prepare in the room anyway? It's got a bed, a dresser, a bathroom... Unless his royal highness wants me to turn down the sheets for him and place a mint on his pillow?" she couldn't help but quip sarcastically at Lucius.