I'm sure my age doesn't compare to what you have to keep from your mother.
With that, she was at a loss for words. How the hell did he know who she was? What she was, for that matter.
Giving him a look, she smiled.
"Explain what you mean.." she replied to him, dying to know more of why and HOW he knew who she was.
In the back of her head, though, she couldn't help but wonder if him meeting her was staged.. if he was 'supposed' to meet her because she's the slayer.