Buffy was still dazed and disoriented though, her recollection of events prior to passing out were too absurd to be anything more than a drug induced nightmare, Willow ambushed me, impossible but her brain kept repeating the notion until a bright light filled the chamber and she saw Willow Rosenberg standing there, clad in leather and grinning widely enough for Buffy to see her long terrible fangs. Enjoying her confusion Willow asked, "Hello kitten, ready to play?"
