Cordelia

Reluctantly Willow turned and looked at the black-haired girl standing behind her. Or least a girl that Willow used to picture as having black hair. Now it was much lighter in color -- and shorter to boot. She also seemed to have lost weight and she too was fully dressed. And yet... Judging from those boobs, Willow could not help but think... Did she have a kid? Wait, she could swear she had heard something about that from Fred a long time ago. But so much had happened since then that she no longer remembered the exact details.

"Er, what are you doing here, Cordelia?" asked Willow.

"Oh, the usual," said Cordelia. "Taking in the sights, going out to dinner, window-shopping at the mall -- What do you think I'm doing here, Willow? I'm dead."

"What happened?" asked Willow.

Then she remembered. "Oh, yes, now I remember," she said. "You were possessed by a demon."

"A demon?" asked Anya.

"I used to be possessed by a demon," said Cordelia. "But eventually I got cured. But then I fell into a coma and I almost died. In fact, I did die but the Powers That Be brought me back to do one last good deed --"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," said Anya. "We all died doing good deeds. At least some of us. How did you die, Xander?"

"I died like the Gambler," said Xander. "I passed away in my sleep."

"Lucky you," said Anya.

"Er, how did you die, Willow?" asked Cordelia. "I heard you died trying to destroy the world."

"Hey, I did not try to destroy the world," said Willow. "Okay, I did try but I got better. And anyway, afterwards, I saved the world."

"Changing your mind about destroying the world is not saving it," said Anya. "Even I know that."

"I mean I helped Buffy save the world," said Willow. "And defeat the Ubervamps. And fight the Bringers. And activated the Potentials. And -- "

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," said Anya. "You're a big hero. I helped you and Buffy save the world too but do I get any thanks? No."

"Geez, Xander," said Cordelia. "What's with the new girlfriend? She's so mean and bossy. I sure hope the girl you dated after me wasn't like that because otherwise I'd think you had a type."

"I'm not the new girlfriend," said Anya, showing off her engagement ring. "I'm Xander's former bride-to-be who -- ahem -- never quite was."

"Oooookay!" exclaimed Cordelia. "So how's your love life been, Willow? I heard you broke up with Oz but apart from that..."

"Seriously?" asked Willow. "You think I still date men? Is that how out of touch you are?"

"Geez," said Cordelia. "You don't have to bite my head off."

"That's okay," said a voice from behind Cordelia. "Willow has had considerable experience being a pain in the neck. Believe me, I know."

At that point, a dark-haired woman with an off-white complexion came into view. Around her neck was a dark scarf and she too was fully dressed.

Willow immediately recognized her. "Miss Calendar!" she cried.

"Call me Janna," said Miss Calendar in a very cold tone of voice," Little Miss Let's-Recurse-Angel-Nothing-Can-Possibly-Go-Wrong."