Ambrose had finally gotten the courage to ask for Allison to come over. Eterna had not asked for a favor back, yet, but he knew it would come. The women would love to take Buffy down. Ambrose would sooner cut off his own arm than let that happen. He knew Buffy would do it without him even asking, but he was not taking that chance.
Ambrose had taken time getting dressed and had order Buffy to get some pants and other lose clothing for Allison to change into. He had also taken the effort to order take out for them. After the smell at the restaurant he had been wanting to try oriental food. Coming out of his room he locked it up and pocketed the keys. He nodded to Buffy, before there was a knock on the door. He went over to open the door to Allison. He nodded to Eterna, in her car and took the girl in.
He did not want to shock her too much, so he had to play this by ear. "You can sit in chair or next to Buffy, whichever you want." He said, showing her in the living room. "And you can drop the sir, please." That had been the first thing he had told Buffy. "Inside our," meaning Buffy and his. "home, my name is Ambrose."