Talking about Slayer death as casually as she was made Nikki doubt the woman a good deal less. At least she seemed to understand the idea of the short expected lifespan. "Sounds familiar." Honestly, there'd been times when Bernard had seemed absolutely shocked that she'd managed to limp herself home. But when you had a four year old expecting you home to tuck him in the will to live greatly increased.
She nodded in thanks towards Anya and walked into the hotel once she'd stepped aside.
"LA got a bloodsucker problem?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. Why else would there be four slayers at once... and hell if that idea wasn't going to take some serious getting used to. "Bernard always thought the Big Apple had to be the worst. Fucking subways and sewers."