OOC: Takes place sometime after
the patrolling thread of DOOM and after Cordy leaves NY.
Buffy wanted to talk to Faith. Really, it was that simple. Well, maybe not that simple, because they hadn't really talked much since... okay, she couldn't really remember when. Probably after Sunnydale became a crater. She felt a sort of responsibility for her, though, to make sure she was okay and not in trouble with the law or anything like that.
And well, frankly? With all the Slayers in the world, only Faith really understood what being a Slayer was like. Other than Buffy, of course.
Which was why she'd managed to Google "new york bars" to try and find one that sounded okay for them to go and have a few drinks. (All right, mainly Faith and not Buffy because she apparently "owed her" for making Faith patrol with Cordelia, but still. Drinks would be had, and it would be in a bar. With dancing, possibly.)
She ended up finding one that she liked called
The Sapphire Lounge, and so that was the place she told Faith to meet her at that night. Buffy was there, looking at the crowd, fending off any unwanted attention from guys (because she so did not need that complication right now) as she twirled her straw in her coke and waited.
Hopefully, Faith wasn't upset about the grandma comment still.