Buffy laughed lightly, "That's true. Give him a fifty zillion year old book and some tea and I doubt he'd really notice." After he ruffled her hair, she couldn't help but look mildly disgruntled. She reached up quickly to put everything back in its proper style, running her fingers through her long hair as he spoke, "We'll get to work on assigning you someone. You can practice your watcher skills on me first, if you want," she suggested, knowing he was probably a bit of a newbie himself.
Hearing someone from the Council call the Council assholes was, well, a little more than pleasant. She might have been beaming. "Well, I quit the council several years ago because they were such--to use your awesome word--assholes," she said, "So, if they hate you, then we'll probably get along great because they totally despised me," she grinned.
Nodding, she headed out the door, "I know a great place around the corner. I don't ever really have time to get out of this place, so this will be a really nice break," she said, as she lead him down a few series of sidewalks until they came to a small diner. "This look good?"