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[ Buffy couldn't help but feel sorry for the poor sap that called himself Dean as she watched Izzy work her natural mojo. She hadn't been exaggerating when she said no guy stood a chance against the Shadowhunter. They didn't. Even when Izzy hadn't made up her mind yet if she was interested or not.

It was also amusing to watch from a distance as Dean tried to charm the dark-haired beauty. Maybe on a low watt babe it would have worked but Izzy was viltage and then some.

Honestly, if Buffy was even slightly inclined towards women she'd probably try it herself. But she wasn't. She just knew how to appreciate a good BFF with excellent fashion sense. And especially one that was willing to loan out red leather dresses.

Buffy would have been more at home in her usual red leather pants, but honestly, she was also kind of feeling incredibly on in this thing. There might have been some miracle work happening in the cleavage area since she didn't have Izzy's god-given assets, but other than that she didn't think she looked all that bad.

And the heels. Well.

Buffy couldn't deny she was in love with her own taste in shoes. At least know she had an outfit that did them justice. She pinned another would be suitor with her best Slayer glare and took a sip of her drink as she finally glanced away from the trainwreck flirt-fest between Izzy and the guy in the flannel shirt. ]