Word Count: 100
Last line prompt: "Dubiously, Giles asked, 'What exactly is in this potion?'"
Notes: This is probably post-series because it's unlikely that Buffy would have had a London Fog before 2003. But it's fine by me if you'd rather think of this exchange as happening during their Sunnydale days.
Dubiously, Giles asked, "What exactly is in this potion?"
“Mostly Earl Grey and milk,” Buffy replied. “Trust me, you’ll like it.” She rolled her eyes as Giles gave it a suspicious sniff. “You sure make it difficult for someone to fuss over you.”
“I’m not an invalid, Buffy.”
“No, you’ve just been running yourself into the ground. Now drink your tea and rest up. We need you in fighting form.”
It was no use arguing with her when she was like this. Giles took a cautious sip of the strange brew and grumbled. He hated it when she was right.