[Buffy has a freshly carved stake and she's doing some what of an impromptu patrol. She figures if what Sam said about some vampires munching on some people then she needs to be patroling. The light attracts her attention and then wariness turns to delighted wariness.
A bonfire. It's a little like the better parts of Sunnydale. She'll be wandering around, watching the fire and looking for people she knows.]