11; checking up on you. (private messages for Zev and Buffy, and spam for the pub.)

 [Private to Zev]

You holding up alright?

[Private to Buffy] You need another spar, B?


[Spam for the pub]

[Faith's decided she needs a break from her cabin, and it's bouncing puppy; so she's got him leashed up behind the bar, while she works on drinks; ignore the occasional yips, would you? Puppies are hard to keep quiet.]