It hadn't taken Roxanne long to find out where Ambrose lived, less than a minute actually and she hadn't even used witchcraft to do so. She had gotten tired of waiting for a response from Ambrose about how Buffy was and so she decided to go check it out herself.
Her outfit was bold to say the least but was pretty modest for her, she was wearing leather trousers for a start and not a skirt that rode half way up her arse. Satisfied that she looked knock-out gorgeous, Roxy kicked her Harley into life and rode to Ambrose's house. She skid to a halt outside of his house and dimounted with a hell of a lot of sass. She scrunched her hair up slightly out of habit rather than necessity and rapped on the door a few times before kicking back and waiting.