What happens next?

Well, at least Anya is not likely to go chasing rabbits...

"So that's the Slayer?" said Hallie, using sign language to talk to Anya as a naked miniature Buffy stood bemused on the table in front of her. "She looks so cute for a Slayer."

"Yeah, yeah, " said Anya, also using sign language so that she wouldn't have to take out her ear plugs and risk having Buffy ruin it all by making a wish she might actually have to grant. "The Slayer is always very easy on the eyes, even when she's fully sized and has all her clothes on."

"Perhaps we should keep her that way," said Hallie, using her lips this time. "I know a lot of little girls who would love to have a doll who looks just like her."

"I can hear you, you know," said Buffy. "And since when do you know sign language, Anya?"

"Oh, our jobs require us to know a lot of stuff," said Hallie. "You'd be surprised how many deaf women require our services. And it helps to be multilingual in this business too. Of course, if a hearing woman makes a wish, it doesn't really count if we can't hear it."

"And what business is that?" asked Buffy.

But neither woman answered.

"Well, we can't keep her like this forever," said Anya. "Dammit! Do you have any suggestions, Hallie?"

"Well, there is this woman named Alice the Mage who has a reputation for reversing conditions like hers," said Hallie. "Of course it's been a long while since I've talked with her but I suppose she might be able to do something."

"Does she live very far away?" asked Anya.

"No," said Hallie. "In fact, she lives just a few blocks away from Sunnydale High."

"Okay, then," said Anya. "Let's go."

As Anya picked the naked miniature Buffy off the table top and started to put her into her purse, Buffy said, "I don't suppose it would do any good for me to ask for some covering, would it? Like maybe a tissue or a handkerchief?"

"Hey, I do have some cellophane," said Hallie.

"Cellophane?!" exclaimed Buffy. "But that's -- Oh, why not?"

"Shame on you, Hallie," said Anya with a wink. "Everyone knows you and I can't read lips. At least some people's lips."

And with that, Anya winked again.