It suited her just as fine. After all, it gave her the freedom to ride at Podrick's side instead. She quickly coaxed him into a game of anywhere but here -- and, being in a rarely charitable mood, she gave clear explanations for all of her choice. "N-no. See, Hawaii is like an island where it's always sunny and the girls where coconut shells for bras. S-sorry, what's a bra? That's -- oh, sweet brother of mine, that's not my lesson to give."

Okay. So she didn't clearly explain everything. But she'd soon learned that Podrick would love to see a desert, some day. She had described the wide expanse of heat and flat land common to her native geography, and he had naively associated it with an unending summer. She and he were still discussing the merits of who to take along to an anywhere but here session in the Mojave when yet another quaint inn came into view: The Kneeling Man.

Buffy liked the name.