It was about twelve-fifteen when Anya finally made it to the Bronze. She knew from experience that the Bronze had no set rules based on time. She had once partied with Xander and Willow till the early light of the next morning.

As soon as she walked into the bar, everyone stared at her. She ignored them, seating herself at a nearby table. Not five minutes after she had sat down, a young girl, about seventeen, granted herself the right of taking the seat across from Anya. Anya raised her eyebrows at the girl.

"Uh, can I help you?" She questioned somewhat harshly. The girl stared at her with penetrating green eyes. She had long, red hair that fell at her waist. She tossed it behind her shoulders.

"I heard that you were looking for some witches. You know, to form a coven." The girl whispered in an eerie voice.

"Well, I guess I won't be having any private conversations from now on." Anya sighed.

"I'm Reese." The girl then turned around and waved two other girls over, who looked about ten years older than her. "These are my friends, Ashan and Inya. We're… interested."

"Hmmm… how much skill do you have?" Anya asked curiously.

"Well, I'm definitely not as powerful as Inya, and Inya's defiantly not as powerful as Ashan." Reese whispered, although there was no need to. Anya studied Ashan. She had dark, almost black eyes, with black hair braided carefully to fall over her shoulders. She look she had in her eyes was powerful, very powerful.

"Deal. Come to my place in two days at seven. Bring any friends." The three girls nodded solemnly. Anya decided to go back to her new "home." Her intention was to have a few drinks and leave, but the drinks were ruled out after the meeting with Reese, Inya, and Ashan. She teleported to her place to follow through with the idea she had a while back.

Buffy and the others decided to go to the Bronze, hoping they could get some information from some of the local demons. She left Dawn and Janice with Giles, not trusting them considering they had run off already. But at least they had, or it would have been a while until they found Giles. It was nearing two in the morning, and Tara looked all together beat by the time they arrived at the still busy Bronze. She collapsed on a nearby couch, but offered to make conversation with anyone demon-y who walked by. Willow and Buffy continued to sort through the crowd, finally deciding to head separate ways in hopes of getting more information.

Tara was the first to start a conversation. He actually came to her, and she recognized him as a vampire when he sat down because of the stench of blood reeking from his breath.

"Yes?" Tara questioned, wondering why on Earth he would sit right next to her. "This is a public place, in case you haven't noticed. You're not going to try to attack me, are you? Because that would be rather stupid of you." The vamp sighed, disappointed.

"Actually, I was hoping to seduce you, than lure you outside into the dark alleyway and then suck your blood." He replied non-saliently.

"That wouldn't work unless you were a girl." Tara replied as the he got up to leave. "But, wait." He sat back down.

"Do you know anything about a witch?" Tara questioned.

"Possibly. What's the name?" He questioned. This vampire seemed all to polite.

"Anya. Have you heard of her?"

"Yeah. I have this buddy of mine, and he was going to show her a place down by the woods. For some coven crap or something. He said before he left that he thought she was going to be really powerful. Like, the big macho witch of Sunnydale or something. He said soon everyone would be talking about her." Why was this guy telling her all of this? Tara looked at him, skeptical.

"Where is it? I mean, exactly?" She questioned.

"Oh, no, pretty lady. Not going that far without a price."

"Fine. Name it."

"You're a little determined one, aren't you? I'd say a couple of Bloody Mary's." He reasoned.

"Small price to pay." Tara pondered.

"I like Bloody Mary's."

"Figures."

Willow spotted someone after about fifteen minutes of searching. She looked powerful. And she was definitely a witch. Buffy must have spotted her, also, because by the time Willow made her way to the girl, she was already holding up a conversation with her. Buffy looked up as Willow approached, and gave her a "I'm not getting anywhere" look. Willow walked up to them. The girl turned to her, looking her over. Buffy took her chance and pushed through the crowd to find someone who'd she be a little more successful with.

"Hey." Willow said to the girl, looking pretty normal with her blond hair pulled back in a ponytail and her blue eyes questioning the appearance of her. But she defiantly wasn't on the normal side.

"Um, I was just- noticing you talking to that girl. I just wanted to warn you because she can be slightly on the kooky side." Willow attempted. It was returned with the roll of the girl's eyes.

"Tell me about it. You know her?" The girl seemed friendly enough.

"Neighbors… so… what's your name?" Willow tried asking casually.

"Inya. I'm usually here with my friends, but they just left. What about you?"

"I'm Willow- I… I just decided to chill here for a while. You know, take things off my mind."

"Yeah…" Inya replied.

"So, who are you usually here with? I may know them."

"Oh, just a couple of buddies, um, Ashan and Reese. Sometimes this girl Nadia."

"I think I know Ashan. What does she look like?"

"Oh- long black hair, really dark eyes, kind of central-American looking…"

"Yeah, I hung out with her once. She seemed very strong…"

"Are you… never mind…" Inya stopped in mid-sentence.

"What?" Willow interrogated.

"Never mind… I have to go." Inya insisted.

As Willow watched her dash through the crowds, she decided she'd definitely keep an eye open for her.