"And I'd -- wait." A light-bulb moment in the dark of the room. Buffy let go of Jack's shoulders and pushed backward. She had left her purse somewhere in the room. She knew, at least, that she had taken it from the bar and she hadn't left it with her shoes by the bathroom door.

Getting up on her knees, she hastened to the end of the bed and leaned over to try and find the missing article.