Willow

Buffy smiled as her good friend Willow approached her. Buffy knew only Stepford residents were allowed in here. "Willow, you're moving to Stepford, I'm so glad."

"No, I'm not," Willow looked confused and blurted that out without thinking. Subterfuge was never her strong point. "Buffy, what's going on here." She gestured at all the semi-naked women serving drinks and food with smiles on their faces, and the jello pit where one of the women had just lost her top. Kennedy's eyes were darting everywhere over in the corner. Willow would have to talk with her.

"It's jello wrestling night. I'll be wrestling Sally. She's the other Slayer I came to meet. You'd like her she's nice."

Buffy started to tune out Willow. Her match was soon, and she had to alert security to Willow and Kennedy's presence before then. Only Stepford residents were allowed inside.

"Have you found anything yet, Xander?"

"A bit from feminist message boards complaining about this place, but they admit women should be able to do whatever they want. So they're afraid to criticize the place to much."