Let's play hypotheticals. I ask some questions, you answer. You ask some questions, I maybe answer. You know, if I feel like it. I'll start.

If your name was a verb, what kinda action would it describe? For example...if you said you were gonna go Buffying, today, you'd better be planning a nice long spa session. 'Cause that's what I'm doing right now. Manicure, pedicure, cream rinse.

[ deeply tanned and rather beachy after a long diversion at sea, buffy summers has returned home to find the rest of the village reeling in post-invasion chaos. she should have been here; she knows it. and she's doing a magnificent job of swallowing guilt over the fact that she'd run away. however, such a diet can only last so long before it sours in the gut. for now, all she can do is offer smaller diversions to everyone else. silly games and familiar company.

so -- once the gaming is done-- mid-afternoon finds her at good spirits. although she's quietly pleased to be back at work, she's less pleased to find one of her fellow bartenders conspicuously absent. she does not yet know that he's been kidnapped. it prompts a secondary journal outburst: ]

Where the hell is Jack? [ ... ] Horner. I'm talking about Jack Horner. Gallivanting off on a mission? Feeding his elephant-sized ego? I'll--

[ a speck of patience returns to the slayer's voice: ] Asch. Looking after this place solo, after all that apparently happened. I'm sorry. You deserve some time off. If you haven't already taken some, do it now. I've got you covered.

Everyone else? Come have a drink. I've missed you. Most of you.