The ride to the Bronze went much like ride to Buffy's house, sans embarrassing musical mishaps. When the girls arrived at the club, they were pleasantly surprised to find that the line in was abnormally short for a Saturday night.

"Looks like all the teenyboppers went home early," Faith said as they made their way toward the doors of the club.

Buffy nodded in agreement. "Hey, more party for us," she said.

"I ain't complainin'," Faith said, grinning. "By the way, did I happen to mention that Party is my middle name?"

Buffy laughed. "I bet that got you a bunch of great nicknames in high school," she said sarcastically.

Faith smiled ruefully. "Maybe if I'd stuck around longer it would have." She looked at her feet for a second before looking back up. She gave Buffy a lopsided smile, mentally shrugging off the sad memories.

Buffy's chest ached at the sight of Faith trying to pretend like everything was fine when obviously something was bothering her. She reached out and touched Faith's arm. "Hey, I… I'm sorry. Whatever happened, that's your story, but I'm here for you."

Faith smiled. "Thanks, B." She looked away awkwardly, not used to people caring. "Hey look, line's gone. Let's move." She said, instantly cheered out of her mental funk by the prospect of dancing and drinks.

"All right!" Buffy said, excitedly.

Once the girls were inside, Faith led Buffy in a beeline to the bar. They managed to grab a pair of empty bar stools and after a few rounds of drinks, Faith asked, "Wanna see a fun trick?" Her eyes twinkled mischievously.

"Maybe?" Buffy replied, uncertain. Faith laughed and pointed at a sort of scruffy looking guy who looked to be about their age sitting at a table on the other side of the bar. He was trying to be covert, watching them out of the corner of his eye.

"Betcha a shiny nickel I can get Beardy to buy our next round of drinks," she said.

Buffy laughed. "You're on." Honestly, she just wanted to see what was going on in Faith's mind. Maybe she knew the guy from somewhere.

Faith smirked and scooted onto the edge of her stool so she was closer to Buffy. She threw her arm over the blonde's shoulders and leaned in close. She whispered softly into her ear, "All guys like him have the same weakness."

Buffy hoped Faith couldn't hear her heart pounding from her closeness. "Oh?" She asked, praying her voice wouldn't break. Faith nodded slowly and turned Buffy's head so they were face to face, inches apart. She moved her mouth closer to Buffy's ear so she could hear her over the music. Her breath was warm on Buffy's cheek.

"Two hot girls sitting this close, one wearing a tight, little dress. Might as well be Kryptonite." As she spoke, Faith angled her head so her lips were again centimeters from Buffy's. The blonde was statue still, eyebrows raised and a hot flush creeping up her neck. Faith smiled. "Imagine if we-" Right at that moment, Faith was interrupted by the bartender clearing his throat awkwardly.

He jerked his thumb toward Beardy and said, "That fella said your next drinks're on him. What'll ya be havin'?"

Faith smirked at Buffy, batted her lashes at Beardy, and said to the bartender, "A Horny Bull for me and a Hymen Ripper for the lady, yeah?" Buffy shrugged. She wasn't really on the up-and-up with drinks. All she knew was they had some weirdass names. Plus Buffy was still a little stuck on the imagining Faith had mentioned.

A few minutes later, the bartender placed their drinks in front of them. Buffy looked skeptically at the concoction in front of her until Faith poked her side. "Come on, B. Trust me, you'll like it. Have I ever steered you wrong?" Buffy laughed and tried a sip of her drink, smiling as the fruity flavors exploded on her tastebuds. "Told ya so!" Faith said excitedly.

As soon as they finished their drinks, Faith grabbed Buffy's arm and said a bit over-enthusiastically, "Let's dance!"