"Let me get this straight," Buffy said, staring at the old guy in the blinding purple dress.
"There's some Voodoo Mold wizard going around killing people and all he needs is a stick and two words to do it. You want me to fight him hand to hand? What side of reality did you wake up on this morning?"
"No, no," he assured her. "We wish for you to train our champion is the Muggle ways of fighting. He will need every advantage."
"You are aware that I'm the Girl-Who-Died-Twice?"
"That's all right," the boy next to her spoke up. "I'm the Boy-Who-Lived."
