The first thing Buffy needed was a wake-up call. Maybe Faith would be the one to give it to her.

"Jeez," she said, holding up her hands in surrender. "Try to make that sensitive spot less obvious. You and Buffy's business isn't mine. Got it loud and clear."

She sighed, offering him the cigarette in an attempt of an olive branch and a good topic change. "So. All these girls in a house with you and Xander. That's gotta be the high life, huh?" She nudged him again with her elbow.