Buffy walked into Darcy's first floor apartment. Dark, she thought. Giles followed her into the room.
"I still don't see why I couldn't come alone." He said. "Oh. A bit dark isn't it?"
"You couldn't come by yourself because you don't know what sort of clothes she would wear. It's not your fault. You're a guy, I'm a girl. I know what a fellow member of my fair sex would wear. You, as a male, do not. Simple."
The vampire behind them, smirked toothily. He slammed the door shut. Buffy spun and punched him in the mouth. One of his fangs fell out. The smirk gone, he clapped his hand over his mouth and stared at the Slayer with shock. She quickly staked him.
"Uh ,Buffy." Giles prodded as the vampire's ashes fell. "He brought a friend."
Buffy turned to see Giles hanging from a vampire's hand. She sighed.