"You should have Faith come back. Watching her kick someones ass was probably an interesting one." or maybe a short fight. She knew the other slayer could be more than a little creative, fighting against her had never not been interesting, even if who won always seemed to go back and forth.
She wasn't much of a drinker these days. Casually, sure, when she was with certain people. When was the last time she'd taken part in a slayer party. Maybe she was just getting old. She probably was getting old. All the new slayers made her feel like she was in a completely different world from them. Though she wouldn't say no to one or two. So when the bartender came over she placed and order.
Buffy staid standing, for now, though she leaned against the counter in relaxed manner, a tiny smile come to her face. "You know one of these days I'm just going make you guess just to see if you're as psychic as I think you are." A psychic vampire, that was exactly what the world needed. Thank god he was on their side. Sighing, she picked up her drink that the bartender delivered and took a sip. "She got away." Buffy said flatly. Harmony leaving wasn't a victory. It was carelessness on their part. A defeat almost. "And now she's in New York where there's a cell of slayers with no real leader." because they were both here. "I want her dead."