"Just for you," Buffy quipped with a nod. "Creepy guy on the plane thought it might have been for him so he put his hand on my thigh. Five seconds later he was screaming at the top of his lungs that I'd broken his pinky. I don't think it was broken. He was just a wuss but hey they put me up in first class in a row all by myself. Apparently I don't play well with others," she rambled as they walked back through the airport toward the taxi cue.