[ Luckily, Buffy is a CREATURE OF THE NIGHT who automatically adjusts. She spots the open door, scans some of the disinterested patrons, then seats herself beside Sam. She looks like a toddler at the bar because of her relative size to 90% of hunters, but here she is. Arms folded on the bar top.
She turns her head towards the door, trying to listen in on the conversations of the scattered patrons, catch even the slightest hint. ]
I count twelve. [ Said in the voice of "I could take them if I had to." ] What do you think: divide and conquer?
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She turns her head towards the door, trying to listen in on the conversations of the scattered patrons, catch even the slightest hint. ]
I count twelve. [ Said in the voice of "I could take them if I had to." ] What do you think: divide and conquer?