Who's left to play the audience when everyone's a shill?
Perched cross-legged on the edge of the fountain at the Main Gauche, there is a Buffy. A Buffy in a hooded jacket, staring off at nothing in particular with a brooding expression. There's a cup of coffee between her hands, but she seems to have forgotten it's there. This is not a happy Buffy. This is a Buffy who's been wanting to go home for a long time and has just been hit by a wave of extra-unpleasant homesickness. Well, Angel's not around. Someone has to be the broody one.
Not at the Main Gauche, but rather in a bar, there's a little demon in a bar, with a giant blue margarita in hand. Annie felt the need to get out, in a way that doesn't involve killing and eating friends of friends (okay, that was Missy, and there was no eating, but Annie was... involved... or at least present...). So the default response with the littlest Hunt is bar. She is more than open to being approached.
And even further from the Main Gauche, Logan is hanging out by the pier, wandering up and down it at random, in a little dress that she really should be cold wearing, especially with a demon's core temperature. But what the hell, Logan's a strange, strange girl. She may be waiting for someone. You would think that after the pier exploded, people would be wary about doing things like this around here, but... well, the pier's been repaired, and Logan's never been dissuaded by explosions. (She actually considers explosions a bonus.)
Not at the Main Gauche, but rather in a bar, there's a little demon in a bar, with a giant blue margarita in hand. Annie felt the need to get out, in a way that doesn't involve killing and eating friends of friends (okay, that was Missy, and there was no eating, but Annie was... involved... or at least present...). So the default response with the littlest Hunt is bar. She is more than open to being approached.
And even further from the Main Gauche, Logan is hanging out by the pier, wandering up and down it at random, in a little dress that she really should be cold wearing, especially with a demon's core temperature. But what the hell, Logan's a strange, strange girl. She may be waiting for someone. You would think that after the pier exploded, people would be wary about doing things like this around here, but... well, the pier's been repaired, and Logan's never been dissuaded by explosions. (She actually considers explosions a bonus.)