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[Okay this guy reminds her of Oz with his short and sweet manner of speaking. She tries to mimic him just because she thinks it would be a fun and amusing thing to do.]
Buffy's my sister. I'm a human. My name is Dawn. [Okay, less fun than she'd thought. But she has something to make her keep going anyway. She gives him a 'no way for real?' kind of look.] You're really an angel? Like a wings and halo and birkenstocks and the whole get up kind of angel? Do you sit on people's shoulders cause... [She looks him over.] you'd probably have to be smaller to do that.