Closing the door, she heard the kettle whistling. She knew exactly where he was. He wasn't one for yelling in the house, though she and Dawn did it constantly.
Walking into the kitchen she said, "hi Giles," her voice resonating with happiness. She never drank tea until she moved in with Jenny and Giles and even liked it now. "Do you have any scones or biscuits?" As always Faith was starved.