The breezy tone came from behind the desk before Anya stood up, having finally picked up the pile of paper she'd sent sprawling over the floor. At least her cup of tea had been saved. The former vengeance demon, turned witch, straightened up, looking at the newcomer with open curiosity.
"Welcome to Angel Investigations, we help the hopeless," she recited, pleased she'd managed to get the saying the right way around and not her usual 'we hope you're helpless'