Amanda:
"So are you, like, back?" asks Caridad.
"I don't know," Buffy answers. "I guess I'm not leaving." Then she blinks. "Why aren't you wearing any clothes?"
Caridad just shrugs shyly and so you jump in to answer for her. "While you were gone Faith and Dawn declared the house--and, well, pretty much all of Sunnydale--to be clothing-optional," you explain, helpfully. "On account of, you know, the heat."
Buffy just stares at Caridad, her facial expression not changing to indicate that's she heard what you say, but she must have, because she repeats it back to you, in little bursts of words. "Faith. And my sister. Made my town into a nudist colony. Because of the heat."
"That's right," you answer.
Buffy shakes her head. "She do anything else I should know about? Decide it's okay to kill Andrew after all? Have sex in my bed?"
You and Vi look at each other and say nothing.
"So we got a plan now or anything?" Kennedy interjects before things get out of hand.
"Yeah, there's a plan. Get ready. Time's up." Buffy turns, ready to head up the stairs to see to Faith, when she turns back to Caridad. "And put some pants on." Then she disappears up the steps.
"I still think we got punished," you say.
Kennedy doesn't take her eyes off Caridad's ass until the potential Slayer also disappears from sight as she follows Buffy up the stairs on the way to get her clothes. "Definitely punished," Kennedy agrees.