Fred just smiled. There were few other things that could happen at this moment to get the smile; she beamed. Wes and Angel were here, and Sam would be new to the team. She'd rebuild her family, and then she'd find a way to save them all. Well, she'd at least try and find a way to better map the City.
"Rational time? As if time has anything to do with rational or irrational. Time is a quantified not qualified. Usually." Fred moved to the coffee with her book. "Although you can say you had a lovely time, but really, you had a lovely experience and it has nothing at all to do with the actual duration as in time."
She pulled out four mugs, opening up the fridge again to find milk there and the blood gone.
"Oh. We don't have to find out about the blood; it's gone." She started pouring the coffee, milk set to the side if they wanted it. She didn't even think about why it was gone; maybe the City had made a mistake. Or maybe she was so used to the blood being in a fridge...