"Oh, you're in luck, I'm a complete nobody here," That might have been stupid to say to a stranger, but if he was a serial killer, Buffy could handle herself well. Why she had at least a dozen items right there at the bar she could use as stabby and beating things. "I could pass for a minor? Really?" She lit up at that, because she hadn't been carded for some time. "That's a long way from having mom hair. Validation, it is mine again. I would get up and cheer that victory but even I would lose some respect for myself for that."
She started grinning again at the reminder of how annoying she could be. Ah, more validation in her life, something she liked. "Sound advice for most," she acknowledge as she stirred her drink with the straw in it. "But I've found that making sure people underestimate me is one of the many things that keeps me in such good condition." If all they think is that she's a pretty face then she had more of a chance to catch the bad guys off guard. It had been harder to do back home with her rep by then, but here it was like starting from scratch. "Besides I like to look pretty and innocent when I save the world, so no one that sees knows just how awesome I really am." Not that anyone ever really saw her do it all (or would believe that she did so), and those that did, well, that was another issue completely.
"Then Marie is a lot smarter than Buffy," she said, not quite sounding down but a little wistful at times gone by. She shook it off quickly though, not wanting to get lost in her thoughts. "Shinies don't always include jewelry. Like, I enjoy it as much as the next girl, but I'll take medieval weaponry over some necklace. So maybe she'd like fun bludgeony tools of war or a car or something outside of the box."