"I got it," Buffy answered his reminder. She hoped the outfits he chose for such parties weren't too terrible. She could rock slightly slutty, but she wasn't sure how she'd handle super slutty.
When she stepped out of the car, it was show time. He warned her, thankfully, and she only stiffened up slightly when he wrapped one arm around her. It wasn't hard to keep her eyes fixated on the ground for some reason. She peeked up at a few of the other masters but didn't make eye contact. If she wanted pants, the show had to go on.