Hardee har har. Did you bring your massage hands 'cause I'm pretty sure Faith broke a couple of my ribs. [No really. She's probably got bruises all over her body and a wrecked bottom lip. Faith bites. It's not often she gets slammed around a room by someone or something that's as strong as she is. Despite all of this, she's only moving a bit stiffly. Fight through the pain is the slayer motto but a cold will turn her into a mass of whiny jello. Being beat up is a Tuesday. Getting sick is a catastrophic event. She closes the door behind him and follows him across the room.]

I'm pretty sure the City is always either in the calm before the storm or the storm. There's not a lot of in between. Also you totally just jinxed us. We'll never have a curse free date.