Buffy walked in her house and saw an expectant Willow sitting in a chair.

"Buff, I know."

Buffy froze," You do? How?"

"Oh come on, your clothing smells likes smoke every night after patrol. And I know you have been through a lot," Willow raised a hand," but you need to stop! It's killing you."

"I know, but it feels, I feel alive," she admitted, hanging her head down.

"But I'm your friend and you helped me get rid of my addiction, so it's high time I return the favor. We can get through this, together as friends!"

"You think?"

"I know so. Here I even brought a brochure," she handed the confused slayer a blue piece of paper that read: 10 Ways to Quit Smoking.

This was going to be a long day…