"Buffy? I've no intention of being shot by this man."

In Jack's mind, the other man was not much of a force to be reckoned with, in spite of the threats and reputed "long range." And the only time he'd been shot, after all, had been by a woman. Twice. In the chest. Point blank. The voices snickered at him, reminding him of this, and he lifted his chin and kissed Buffy in defiance of it all.