[Cordelia, unlike Buffy, was up with the sun. It was not by choice. But she's already scrambled a squad of Slayers to take care of the vision in question - not because they have any power but because they didn't have the energy to question her - and she's feeling productive.
She looks up when she hears the sound of feet and smiles at the new face she doesn't know.]
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She looks up when she hears the sound of feet and smiles at the new face she doesn't know.]
Morning. What's going on?