Yeah, not really a good way to answer that when the answer's yes, is it? [she says wryly, a little self-conscious as she trails after him. There's artful fog drifting across the ground between the headstones, the air pleasantly warm as it's California.]

I guess if it's a dream, I might as well tell you... there's a lot of vampires in my town, and I try to help get rid of them. Cemeteries are kind of a hot spot for them. [She does more than that these days, and more than 'try', too, but Willow doesn't want to get into that.]