"The laws of the realm? What are you, Robin Hood? Let me make one thing clear. Inside, outside-- makes no difference to me. I'm the Slayer. In The City, when it comes to the vampires and demons and hell gods, I am the law. If anyone human is ever hurt inside your establishment, this won't be an establishment much longer."
She didn't expect him to believe her. Buffy was small. Buffy was blonde. She had a silly name. Buffy couldn't pronounce the names of half the demons listed in the Watcher's Journals. She insignificant and unimportant. The Slayer had been laughed at most of her career. It didn't matter. She was cutting him more slack than she had anyone. If he decided not to respect that he could learn the hard way.