"Meet the boss," said Mel.

Buffy stared down between her feet at the glass floor.

"You work for a?fish?"

"Technically a mutant. Radiation from the sun."

Buffy wrinkled her nose. "I really should've packed a higher SPF."

Then something occurred to her and she grinned.

"What's funny?" asked Mel.

"Well?this guy sells on the stuff you steal. And, with the floor, we're on top of him."


"So, we're quite literally on the fence." Buffy grinned.

Mel looked at her with a scorn as pure as snow.

"I'm guessing the slayer punning abilities got passed to your brother too, huh?"