Buffy was sitting at a table inside the Bronze with Willow, while watching Oz and the other Dingoes perform. Xander was sick, and Anya being well…Anya, the something thousand year old ex-demon she was, was going to try and make him feel better anyway SHE thought he would like. Buffy was watching Angel at the bar while he was getting them a round of sodas.
"Hey Will?" Buffy turned and asked her friend.
"Yeah Buff?"
"Have you talked to Faith at all? I mean she's been acting strange around me, like she's holding something back."
Willow looked down at her feet briefly and then returned Buffy's gaze. "Um…well Buff, I haven't seen Faith since Monday." Willow said almost shyly.
"What? You have three classes with her. I've seen her everyday in Lit." Buffy said.
"Well, um…you see, she's been kinda skipping every other class she has, except for the one she has with you." Willow said in a small, quiet, and almost even guilty voice for having ratted out her friend.
"WHAT!!" Buffy said in a non-questioning manner.
"Buffy, please calm down." Willow pleaded as Angel came over, hearing Buffy's outburst.
"Buff, what's wrong?" Angel asked.
"Not now. Talk later. Bye." And after kissing Angel on the cheek, she grabbed her coat and car keys and stormed out of the club. Cordelia walked up to Willow.
"Sorry I'm late. So, what did I miss?" she said in her kind of ditsy voice.