Wow, I thought as Fae and I made our descend down the stairs, When did the walk from Willow's (now mine, too) room take so long? Must be the company. Fae had begun to REALLY get on my nerves... especially when she made that crack about Buffy. I'm the only one allowed to criticize my sister! "So, Grub-wise, What are you thinking?" I asked as we entered the kitchen. "Whatever," Fae answered. "We could order a pizza? Xander should be home soon..." I trailed off. "Did I hear pizza?" I heard Faith say as she came into the kitchen, toweling her hair dry. "Um.... Yup! We were talking about ordering a pizza. Oh, By the by, this is Fae. She's a not-so-potential."