Anya blinked. The woman that came up to her was traced in magic, there was something abut her she couldn't put her finger on but magic, oh yes, she had it in spades. Human Anya may be now but there were senses that didn't fade, and that was one of them. She was asking about Oz and Anya could only respond in one way. She shrugged. "Well Kansas is what it is and I did sort of expect a house to fall from the sky. Why else would I be in Kansas. Who would want me in Kansas? But look its fine. Whatever dimension this is, I expect there's a spell or other which will hurry me on back to..."
Anya trailed off as she realised her mistake. Hurry her back to what? To death? To nothingnesss. It was a sobering thought and she didn't like to think of the alternative. Because she didn't think she was due to go to heaven.
"Well penis." she said simply, sitting on the curb more than a little defeated. There was nothing to go back to and nowhere that needed her anymore. She had died a stupid pointless mortal death and she was tired of it.
"Can you tell me why I'm here? What this place is and why I seem to have traversed dimensions. I don't think I'm supposed to have done that and I certainly don't have that kind of power anymore. Not alone."