Buffy swings her battleaxe at a demon rampaging through Anya's apartment. The place is a shambles. ANYA crawls across the floor, trying to avoid being pummeled.
ANYA
Maybe I'm not even the right Anyanka. Ever think about that? There's tons of Anyanka's out there. Maybe one of them pissed off this-- what did you say his name was? D'Hoffryneffer?
Buffy finally dispatches the demon by hurling her axe into its chest.
BUFFY
Good thing I stopped by and heard screaming. (helps Anya up) So I guess D'Hoffryn decided to take you out after all?
Anya goes to the fridge and fixes herself an icepack for her injured leg.
ANYA
Yeah. He's not head of vengeance for nothing. Well, thank you for the generous life-saving. Now please go away. (off her look) Look, I don't need anyone's help. Or, okay, clearly I do but I don't want to need anyone's help, so stop helping.