"God Faith, I will never understand why you choose to stay here instead of with me, at my house." Faith smirked at Buffy's witty remark. "What can I say? You know I put a lot of time and effort into finding these… lovely motel rooms.-"
Motels were the only thing she could call home now a days and Buffy knew that.
"I don't see you settling down, like ever." She poured the last remains of the coke into her glass. "You want something stronger to go with that?" Buffy quietly shook her head. "Hey, remember when you first came to Sunnydale? The alligator story? You first Christmas? Wait, can we go back to the beginning? Can we start over? Did you really wrestle an alligator? Naked?" Buffy looked at Faith with disbelief, waiting for another lie. "It depends, did you really use that rocket launcher?" She turned her back to Buffy, just for a minute, so she could fix herself another drink, it was in fact her third.
"What are you having there?" Faith walked up to Buffy and dangled her glass infron of her face. "You smell that? Can't you almost taste in, running down your throat?" Faith's mixed signals was no longer a match for Buffy, she was so used to them.
Faith took Buffy's glass and poured the coke into her own. "Hey!" Buffy protested. "Calm down, it mixes well, try it." She pushed Faith an the glass away. "Suit yourself, more for me." Going down memory lane was something Faith would much rather do wasted than sober.
"Oh, remember the body switch?" Realizing that it had been a dumb question, she sat back down on the bed. "You know what we should do tomorrow? We should clean this place. Have you seen the bathroom? How do you even find anything in there?" Faith shrugged and handed her a drink. "What is it?" Faith smiled, and her brown eyes sparkled. Buffy could do nothing else but to trust her.