[Buffy's had time to make it back to the warehouse, take a quick shower and get dressed. Her hair is probably still a bit damp and she doesn't have on a lot of make up. She answers the door a bit sheepishly, well aware and fairly ashamed of the fact that she's been out forcefully molesting half the City. Now she's just...her. She steps back, pulling the door with her.]
Come on in. And oooh you brought food. Definitely come on in.
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Come on in. And oooh you brought food. Definitely come on in.