Buffy, delighted by that forthcoming expression, pushed her luck. "If I was a more observant kinda girl, I'd say that free room was free long before Emil came by and needed a spot, right." She hinted, only. She wouldn't go delving into horribly personal areas associated with that conclusion, but she felt the need to let Bones know that she knew. It was only fair after how many window-climbing jibes he had made before she had even moved in to the house.

"It's a good thing the two of you remained all unaffected by the love-spell. 'Cause that kind of whammy is totally non-productive for a budding romance. The one time I was hit by a charm like that, back home? I met the guy I'd just started dating outside a wedding dress shop and proceeded to invite him to my own nuptials. To someone else." To Spike, in fact. But Buffy holds out on that one. Bones certainly did not have to hear about the time the vampire had, under the influence of magic, proposed to the Slayer.

"It wore off pretty fast...but, still. It wasn't easy passing the whole thing off as a really bad practical joke."