"Then WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU CUTTING ME UP FOR?!" Typically, when one got abducted, it was usually for a good reason. Like kidnapping. Was she kidnapping him? Did she want money? Xander didn't have a lot of money! Maybe Anya did. He could call her, make with the barga -- oh, crap. It was ANYA. He wouldn't be able to get more than a hundred bucks off her! And that was if he was lucky! She LOVED her money.
Next thing he knew, Alessa was trying to twist his arm off. Xander pressed the back of his head against the wall and tilted his chin upward, grunting in pain. He tried pulling his arm away, but it was next to impossible to do with whatever power Alessa had on him.