Anya was on her way to the Bronze when she met him. Now that she had drained Giles of his power, her eyes had become even darker, and her hair looked as if someone had taken a black magic marker and attempted to do highlights. She was in an alleyway behind the Bronze when she spotted a man pacing back and forth, cigarette in mouth. As Anya was walking by, he eyed her intently. From the corner of her eye, Anya could see him looking her over. He was defiantly a demon. She could just tell. She stopped in her tracks and turned on her heels to face him.

"What do you want?" Anya demanded, being the one to eye him.

"So's," the demon questioned, "You're Anya, right?"

"How'd you know that, you stupid demon?"

"Now, now, no need to be harsh missus. Word gets around. I hears you been lookin' for a place." The demon replied.

"Oh yes? Well, I am. I don't really care how you knew that, I just need you to take me there."

"Okay, okay. It's down by the woods, 'bout the size of the Toy Warehouse downtown. Good location."

"Down by the woods? Yes, I guess it's a good location…"

"I mean, it's secluded. Nobodys knows about it cuz it can only be seen with the witch's eye." The demon winked and smiled hideously.

"Then," Anya questioned, "How do you know about it?"

"I gots background knowledge."

"Whatever. Can you take me there?"

"Sure as hell can."

"Wait- is there a catch?" Anya asked, thinking it was too easy.

"Look, missus, there's no catch. I just think yous could be the most dangerous thing in this here town. And I'd like to be known as the demon whos got you started." He smirked.

"Okay, take me there."

When Anya and the demon arrived at the place, it was nearing eleven, and pitch black. The moon had long ago hidden behind some foreboding clouds.

"This here's the place." The demon motioned to the large, rundown warehouse-type building sprawled out in front of them. "It's really big, and open. You could probably-"

Anya began walking towards the building, abruptly interrupting the bumbling demon. When she walked through the door, what she found was quite unexpected. Shabby, yes, on the outside, but the interior was beautiful. The door led to a wide, spacious ballroom, with two sofas opposite each other on each two of the walls. A fireplace completed the dream room. At the far end, a winding set of stairs made its way up to the second floor, than the third. Both floors wrapped around to make a square, balcony type structure. Anya gawked at the place.

"Wow." Anya couldn't help saying it. The place was amazing. The demon turned to her, looking like he was impressed with himself.

"I's told you's it was a beaut."

"Oh, shut up. You can't even speak right… so… I get this place for nothing? For free? Are you sure there isn't a catch?" She questioned uncertainly.

"Well… see's, since ya's gots no guy now…" The demon hinted, winking disgustingly at her.

"God, no, do you think I'm insane?" Anya laughed. She blew him up.

Thank god for cell phones, Dawn thought as Janice pulled hers out and offered it to Dawn. If only she had one…

After she called Buffy, Dawn went back over to Giles. He seemed better now, standing up (although leaning against the counter) and carrying on a full conversation about the supernatural with Janice.

"So, Giles… what was this about Anya?" Dawn questioned, causing Giles to look up.

"She said something about having to find a big enough place to hold her coven. And then she said she'd have to gather witches for the coven. She was a little confusing, probably just because I was a little woozy, and, she most likely was also, considering that was a huge overdose of magic."

"Coven?" Janice questioned.

And her eyes grew dark.