Donna and C.J both stepped sideways out of the path of the flying thing. Buffy took enough of a step back to kick it in the chest. The demon fell onto the floor, Buffy moved too quickly to see and had it pinned to the floor. It tried to struggle, but Donna came and pinned its legs as well.

"Ah, how do we killed it?" Buffy said.

"You have to cut off its head," Toby said.

"Does anyone have anything to do any cutting with?" Buffy asked.

C.J took one of her knives out of her jacket and handed it over. Buffy held the blade gently by the hilt and tip and pushed it through the demon's neck.

The head came off cleanly. The body dissolved into powder. Donna and Buffy hit the floor with a faint thud.

"Well, that was anti-climactic," Xander said, from the back of the crowd.

"Nice moves, Buffy," Willow added.

Buffy stood up and dusted herself off. She held a hand out for Donna to do the same.

"I feel better," she said.

"Is it too soon before dinner for an ice-cream?" Dawn asked.

Buffy pretended to consider that.

"No," she decided. "Is there somewhere good near by?" she asked.

C.J nodded. "Down the road," she said.

"Oh, that place is good," Donna added.

Buffy gave C.J back the knife. C.J dusted it on her trousers before hiding it back in her jacket. Together the three Slayers walked through the crowd and back to the stairs.

The Scoobies followed, leaving Toby, Josh, Sam and Leo to stare at the empty apartment.

"Aren't the police going to ask questions?" Sam asked.

"Probably," Toby said. "But they won't get far."

"But we were here, they're going to want to ask us questions," Sam said.

"No, we went to check up on someone who lives on the third floor. They weren't home, we left. Either that, or we were never here," he said. "I'm sure Tara or Willow can manage an indifference spell unaided."

"What will that do?" Josh asked.

He was as concerned as Sam about the possibility of police involvement. He just couldn't process it as easily. Donna hadn't looked at all strained while holding the demon down. She also hadn't even looked surprised when it disappeared.

"Just that the concierge won't be able to remember who we were, what we looked like, how many of us were here," Toby explained. "It's a little like a forgetting spell, but not as intrusive."

"Donna's prints are on the doorknob," Sam said.

Toby took out his handkerchief and carefully wiped the doorknob and the edge where Donna had pushed the door open.

"No, they aren't," he said. "We're going to miss the ice-cream."

He turned to leave. Josh and Sam came with him. Josh took Leo's arm to lead him away.

Leo wasn't doing very well. It was a strange thing to be disappointed to discover that you had been proved right. There were, of course, things you hoped weren't true. But he'd discovered this on his own, and kept Abbey's secrets for forty years. She had been right to tell him that there were things he didn't want to know.

He was dreading the meeting with Marbury. He knew that he was going to have to deal with the army's involvement. There was no way somebody didn't have someone working on something.

The people at the ice-cream bar were having a great time. Buffy was doing well under Sam's wrapped attention, telling him about the things she had fought. Her immediate reaction to hearing that she'd fought well was, 'that was nothing compared to…'

Donna, Josh and Xander came back from the counter with everyone's little cup and spoon. Buffy smiled at Xander as he handed hers over.

"You're just the bestest, Xander," Dawn cooed at him. He blushed.

The looked Anya gave him was almost indecent. Leo ignored them. He was more interested in the hovering Josh was currently engaged in. He was standing very close to Donna and seemed to be quizzing her on what she had done, and how safe it was. Leo stepped up to C.J and nudged her.

He nodded his head over to Josh and Donna.

"Look at them," he said.

"The private lives of White House staffers are private. The White House refuses to comment, except to say that we have the upmost confidence in the integrity and professionalism of out staff while they are in this building. What they do outside of that, is their own business."

"So we won't get in trouble?" he asked.

"No," C.J said.

"Good," Leo said. "I'd hate for them to loose each other."

"They have to get past Josh's own ineptitude, first," C.J said.

Leo chuckled fondly.

Donna wasn't nearly as pleased with Josh's attentions as she thought she might have been. His concern was flattering. But she was beginning to feel some amount of contempt.

"You don't get it, Josh," she said harshly. "I can do this. I'm supposed to do this."

"You're supposed to look after me," Josh said. "How are you supposed to do that if you die?"

"I won't," Donna said. "C.J and I always go out together. And anyway, C.J died once and Buffy's died twice, so I'm not going to worry about that."

She turned away from him and went to join Willow and Tara by the window. Josh looked completely confused and forlorn.

"Don't worry, mi amigo, she loves you, really," C.J said.

Josh looked just as confused. C.J sighed and punched him lightly on the arm.

Josh's cry of pain attracted the attention of everyone in shop. It even distracted Giles and Toby from their argument.

"That was nothing compared to what Donna and I are really capable of, Josh. Remember I told you not to piss us off?"

Josh nodded weakly. But he still seemed very confused.

"It's alright, you're in love with her, too. Just be discreet."

Josh blinked at her. Sam came forward and patted his friend on the shoulder.

"You'll figure it all out, later. Right now I'd like to get back to office so I can go home."

The mood on the way back was much lighter than leaving. The threat was gone, Charles's killer had been dealt with, Buffy was getting into the swing of things, Willow hadn't done any magic, there weren't any messes that needed cleaning up.