"No? Hm..." While it was entirely possible for the Council to makes mistakes, this was not the case. It had been confirmed that Clementine Reynolds was indeed a Slayer. Otherwise, why go out of their way to promote her father to get her to Los Angeles? However, the girl's expression clinched it for Stuart. He'd been right, she had the dreams and it was her destiny to slay vampires, demons, and keep the darkness at bay. Stuart shrugged and took a step back, "Nine PM, Miss Reynolds. Don't be late." He turned away, running a hand through his hair before pulling out his cigarettes and lighting one up as he departed.