"God no. I'm not on steroids. I'm blonde, not stupid," Buffy told him. She wrapped her arms around herself, closing up tight so that this wouldn't hurt so much, so the looks he was giving her wouldn't sting. He was catching up and eventually he'd put the pieces together. "To dust. You saw their faces, their eyes, their teeth." She paused a minute, knowing what she was going to say next would change his entire world. He could still walk away right now and chalk it up to so many things.

"They were vampires. Like Dracula but less lame and some how even more so."

She gnawed on her bottom lip and swallowed hard. Might as well suck it up and spill it all. "I'm a slayer. I'm one of several hundred girls who are stronger and faster than anything human so that I can hunt vampires and keep them from hurting people. Like that girl tonight. Like you."