"Revello," she corrected - only wondering after the fact if it had been his mistake or his accent. "And the sim doesn't seem to open up anywhere except downtown on the main street, so we'll have to hoof it to the house."

It was a walk she had done hundreds of times before. She knew which route to take with the most cemeteries; she knew which route to take with the least. It was the latter that she would be leading him through, tonight. Though Sunnydale had so many -- they were tough to avoid.

She leaned over the little console. Buffy was not gadget-savvy but she had made a point of familiarizing herself with these controls long before this idea had popped into her head.

"Ready?"