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Consider me symbolized in the worst fashion faux-pas ever. At least I'm having a good hair day. I know my hair looked good when I left the apartment this morning. It still looks okay, right?
[She almost asks him where he's staying, because her instinct is to go stay with him wherever he is. But she stops herself short before the words can make their way out of her mouth, thankfully. It's back to living with Buffy or by herself, she guesses. Unless there's a Scooby house or a Slayer-ette central here.]
And hey, luckily I'm still power-less for the most part. So you know, no threat of feeling all restricted... except for the whole... being in a prison thing.
[She looks down at the ground.] So it's you and Buffy and Faith... Are there oogly booglies to slay here?