“Handsome, old, and married… too bad for you,” Kennedy responded with a slight smile. She was looking at Giselle. The witch was staring at her and Faith with a slight smile on her lips. ‘Now what’s up with that?’ Kennedy questioned herself.

“So the plan is to go to Dresdon’s building and let Giselle try to locate Willow inside. Then what?” Faith asked.

“We’ll just have to play it by ear. We don’t have any details on the building or who or what may be inside. All we know… or think we know… is that Willow is in there. We may have one slight problem… does anyone speak French?” Buffy looked at her three companions.

“I can speak some… enough to get us around and question anybody we need to. I’m a little rusty, but I think I can manage,” Kennedy said slightly embarrassed. She hated revealing things about her past to people that may indicate her privileged upbringing.

“Great… then we just have to get there,” Buffy said matter-of-factly. The blond sucked in her breath as the plane gave a little shudder.

“No worries ladies… just a little bit of crosswind during the landing here… we’ll touch down in a few seconds,” a reassuring voice said over the intercom. The plane landed safely and as they rolled to their final stopping point, each of them gathered their weapons. Kennedy disappeared for a moment into the cockpit to let the pilot and crew know that they should stay around until told otherwise. As they deplaned, a black car with darkened windows pulled up next to them. A chauffer stepped out and opened the door for them to get in.

“Did you get a car too?” Faith whispered into Kennedy’s ear.

Kennedy smiled slightly and whispered back, “I hate cabs… besides; the building is in a high rent area, taxis aren’t very common there.”

“Spent some time here when you were little huh?” Faith continued the whispered conversation.

“Just a bit…”

“It’s not polite to whisper!” Buffy yelled from inside the car.

Faith smiled and became her usual teasing self. “So then I’m gonna run my tongue…” she said loud enough for Buffy to hear.

“OK! Whisper… whisper! We don’t want to hear that stuff!” Faith just laughed and closed the door behind her.