Buffy's lips parted a little while she listened to Faith say that she ... lived in a whorehouse. Right. That would explain alot. Well, the not inviting Buffy and the telling her no, that she couldn't come over and such, but there was just one problem. Buffy was a cop and what Faith was doing? Kinda on the illegal side. It wasn't as if Buffy would turn her in. She'd never do that, but there was still the whole moral clause that was going on and Buffy had a problem with that. She actually wished that Faith never told her.
"You could you know ... stop being a whore mommy, right?" Buffy asked and got up from the bed and moved a little closer to where Faith was. Buffy didn't agree with it, but to be honest, at least Faith wasn't out there killing anyone. Which honestly? She could be doing that instead.
"No, you're not. At least not right now," Buffy gave her a flirtatious look. "Maybe later on tonight ..." Buffy let that hang out there because to be honest, she didn't know what was going to happen tonight. With Emily or with anything. Anything that she wasn't mentioning or thinking about right now because yeah.