And when Buffy knelt....yes it was a rule, which number he didn't remember, but it was a rule. In that skirt, although...if he had a heart it would be beating wildly. The girl, Roxanne, came in of her own free will. Normally he would have stopped her and said something, but with two beautiful women...well...
"Ah yes. Yes she did get home just fine." Ambrose closed the door and walked over to where Roxanne was standing. "Please, Miss, do have a seat." He didn't think he had a thing for blond, but this one was quite beautiful. "I suspect you are not a vampire, so I can offer you something to drink other than my human." Tactless and stupid. Which was affecting him more, Buffy in a skirt or this minx in leather pants?
"Buffy, would you get our visitor something to drink."