She beamed at him, pleased by his choice of response. "Smart, attractive, skilled in so many ways... Sigh. You're so well trained. No wonder I like you."
What were they waiting for? She glanced at her work then glanced at him. He won, hands down. "..I have no idea. Maybe I need someone to kidnap me so I get out of this chair."
"Funny how you speak the language of Buffy fluently but have trouble with Smallvillian. I think I feel special now." But then Buffy outright growled her displeasure at the idea of that tiny blonde trying to mack on her man. "Remind me why I haven't slayed her yet?"