"I sorta figured," Buffy admitted. "I just didn't know for sure. Hold on a sec."

She balanced the phone between her neck and her shoulder. "Yeah I want all of them...Do I look like I'm joking?"

After a few moments she was back on the phone, a new bundle of papers in her arms. "So what happens now? We just kind of hang in there until it blows over?"

Which of course, if his uncle were convicted could be a really long time. She didn't figure he would be though. I mean none of Tony Soprano's relatives ever got sent to jail, right? A lackey always got set up, or something.