Anya grinned and took a triumphant sip of the still hot tea, before dumping the pile of filing on a corner of the desk and focusing on the man in front of her.
"Hopeless against the vampires, the demons, the fiends of the night," she waved a dismissive hand. "All that jazz. And it was named after the guy who created it, Angel. Girly name I know but there was apparently some kind of significance to it that I never got."
She tilted her head to one side slightly, wrinkling her nose a fraction in confusion. "Just... the Doctor?"