Faith and Paige
Faith was down in the basement of the Manor, kicking the crap out of the dummy Xander had made for her to train on, when Xander appeared at the top of the stairs.
"Hey." He threw her a towel and a bottle of water.
"What's up?"
"Not much... we have a visitor though."
Faith nodded and wiped herself off with the towel and took a swig of water, while waiting for Xander to bring whoever it was down to her. She smiled when she saw who it was.
Oz.
"Oz."
"Faith."
"Nice surprise."
"Thanks."
"Staying long?"
"Few days."
Paige, who was standing with Xander furrowed her brow in confusion. "Are they always like this?"
Oz looked up. "No, we're usually laconic."
Paige nodded, still confused and left. Xander came down the stairs, now holding an ice pack for Faith. "Here."
"Thanks." She held it to her shoulder for a second. "So, what's new?"
Oz shrugged. "Just touring. Heard that you were here, so when Devon decided to come to Tulsa, I figured... you know."
"You'd pop in? Well that was nice of you." Xander grinned, taking the towel from Faith.
"A lot's changed, I gather." Oz remarked.
"You mean coz I'm not in jail? Then yes, a lot has changed."
"Heard about Buffy."
"Oh." Faith's eyes fell toward the ground.
"But I guess it was for the best."
"She died fighting, as most Slayers do." Faith felt uncomfortable and was relieved when Oz changed the subject.
"I'm playing at P3 tonight."
"Then I'll be there. Been ages since I heard ya play."
"I should get going. But I'll see you tonight?"
"Count on it."