"It's Cowboys and Indians" She corrected with a laugh. She had already grown quite accustomed to The Doctors quirks and oddities in the time she had been in his home. "And Cops and Robbers. Which is what children play, not teenagers nearing adulthood."
Turning to Buffy, she gave an amused smile. The angel made Xander Harris look like a wise man. And that was saying something considering the two had believed there could never be anyone weirder than him. "You don't have to use titles here." She explained. She knew exactly why Buffy was here and she wanted her best friend to know the man wasn't a horrible person. "The Doctor is kind of...and Anti-Master Master."
What on earth did this man observe in his years as an angel that this was the conclusion he came about kids? Fighting back another laugh, she shook her head. "How were you able to cook that lovely meal for me, yet you turned a snack that you don't even bake into a charcoal briquette?" She questioned teasingly. "And we didn't have alcohol or bubbles really at the camp. I have no idea what sexting is so I'm pretty sure we didn't have that either. We just poked each other with sticks and watched moss grow on trees"