Buffy was stuck in the hotel room alone with nothing to do. She lay naked on the bed, her hair tousled. She hadn't bothered to throw any clothes on since she was alone. After Angel had left she found she was more bored than ever. So, she decided to take Angel's suggestion on watching porn. She turned on the TV and selected the adult channel. Two seconds later, she took the remote in her hand and shut the TV off.
"God could it ever get more disgusting!" she mumbled to herself.
She stared into space for a few moments before grabbing her cellphone. She punched in a few digits and held it to her ear. It rang three times before someone picked it up on the other end.
"Hello? Marciano, is that you?"
"Hey Gunn. Do you have minute?" Buffy asked.
"Ya, I guess, since Angel's orders were to hear you out," Gunn replied.
"We have to go after Angel," she stated.
"What? No! My boss made it very clear that we do the exact opposite of that!"
"Oh please! Don't give me that crap! Like you were ever planning to not go after him!" she said sarcastically.
"Okay, fine. I wasn't going to follow his orders, but I have a feeling that he will kill me when he sees me. Then, he will kill me again when he sees you! And by the way, why does he even care whether you're dead or alive? Why do you care whether he's dead or alive?" Gunn wondered.
"God, you Vitales are always so nosy! You guys always have to know everything!"
"First of all I am a Costa, but I am involved with the Vitales. Second of all, we are not nosy, we just give knowledge more value than others do," he corrected.
"Same difference. Anyways, I am at a little inn in Catanzaro called, 'Casa di Catanzaro', room 18. Be there," she firmly stated.
A few hours later, a knock sounded at the door.
"Buffy? Are you in there?" Gunn asked from the other side of the door.
No answer.
"Buffy?" he repeated.
No answer.
He was starting to panic slightly. So he called her name one more time. When he heard nothing yet again, he tried turning the doorknob. To his fortune, it easily turned in his hand. They want to be safe, but yet they don't lock the door! he thought. He entered the room just as Buffy walked out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around.
She shrieked at the sight of her lover's friend as in the process, dropped the towel covering her wet, naked body. It was then Gunn's turn to scream as she accidentally stripped in front of him. Buffy quickly picked up her towel and hid her nude form from any gazing eyes around.
"What the hell are you doing here Gunn?" she yelled.
"You asked me to come!" he replied, in minor shock.
Buffy suddenly came to realization and remembered what they spoke about on the phone.
"Well haven't you heard of knocking?" she asked bitterly.
"I did. A few times, as a matter of fact," he replied. "I even called your name repeatedly!"
"There's a thing called waiting," she said sarcastically.
"We'll I'm sorry if I panicked and worried that something bad had happened to you and Angel would have had it off with me for not being there!"
"Whatever. Do you mind getting out of this room so I can change in peace? 'Cos I certainly ain't changing in front of you. You've seen enough already. If Angel found out that you saw me naked today, he wouldn't be too happy."
Gunn walked out of the room and suddenly wondered why Angel would care about who saw her naked. He shrugged it off, knowing that his boss could be strange sometimes.
A few minutes later, Gunn got permission to re-enter the room. As he walked in, he notice that there was only one bed and Angel's duffel bag was right beside it.
"Angel just checked out from his room and left his stuff here, right?" he asked wearily.
"Nope," Buffy replied non-chalantly. "He stayed in this room."
"But there's only one bed!"
"So?"
And then, a sudden realization came over Gunn. He widened his eyes and opened his mouth.
"Holy hell! Angel fucked, you didn't he?" he exclaimed. "How? When?"
"Gunn, this really isn't any of your business. What goes on in my love life doesn't concern you."
"Oh yes it does too! I thought you guys hated each other! In fact, our house and your house are supposed to hate each other!" He paused for a second. "Wait - did you just say your love life? As far as I'm concerned Angel is never part of any love lives. Maybe sex lives, but never love," he observed.
"There's a lot you don't know and there's a lot that you don't need to know right now. God! You guys really do make the nosiest species of all time!"
"Nosy, but great. Now come on. We have more pressing matters to worry about."
And they set off to find the Godfather.