...Buffy Summers was glancing her way through a magazine. And why not? It was a slow day at the bar, especially for a day after a Shift. For surely only a shift could account for all those missing hours. Shared missing hours, if everyone else was to be believed.

But at the sound of the door opening, she stood up straight and caught sight of the new arrival and...

"Katara." Hesitant. Just a little uncertain.