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He was getting more and more tired of seeing...

He wasn't sure what, exactly, he was seeing. Maybe, he thought, he was fooling himself. Maybe he was just being paranoid as the time came closer and closer.

But maybe paranoia was worth it, too.

Either way, when he came into Milliways, he was wearing an outfit close to a suit - button-down shirt and a jacket and a tie, that he immediately loosened. Job interview clothes.

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"Hey, no pressure," Steve said, holding up a hand. "Maybe part of it was just a clumsy attempt at asking you out."

"Oh. Well, I've heard weirder lines."

Beat.

"No, actually, I think, 'come and help me slay my demon house,' is pretty much up there at the top."

She smiles, perhaps a little more shyly than before.

Steve laughed. "Yeah, well, I've never been the best with pick-up lines, so I kinda capitalised. Very cute girl who kills demons, evil house, combine the two..."

"Demon-fighting date? Well, at least it'll be normal for me."

She kind of gives him :O face at 'very cute girl' but says nothing, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear.

"So, uh. If we skip the house, maybe? Wait, can people even... come through to other universes?" So many questions. He was accepting a lot pretty quickly - but there was a lot of evidence, too.

She nods.

"Yup. Went to New York, a while back. I mean, I was dead then so I started going all Casper after a few days, but came back and I was fine. I'm better now, though, so - maybe that won't happen?"

"You... were dead?" Blink. "But you're not the ghost-haunty-type. So... uh. Magic?"

Any universe that has demons, he figured, probably has magic.

"Kinda. There was a portal thing, and I ended up dead and buried and magic brought me back and can we not talk about it more than that?"

She gives him puppydog eyes.

"Suffice to say - I'm not dead. I got better."

Steve had to laugh. "Okay, Monty. You got better. At least you're not pining for the fjords."

"Also, I don't use coconuts for horses. I just click my tongue."

She smiles.

"Anyway. I ought to go - somewhere. Back outside, inside, wherever. But - next time I see you, we'll maybe call it a date?"

"Sure," Steve chuckled. "I'll definitely look forward to it, Buffy."

She grins, and gives him a wave as she goes - upstairs, for the minute. She'll sleep here for one more night and then head home. And she'll need to remember to pick up a bucket of chicken before she does.

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