"Action?" Buffy blinked, a flicker of uncertainty crossing her features. The dating scene wasn't exactly her comfort zone; after all, she'd had more than her fair share of romantic disasters, including sending a boyfriend straight to the fiery depths of Hell. Who knew that smooching and hand-holding would be overshadowed by battling bloodthirsty vampires?

But amidst the chaos of her Slayer duties, a mischievous grin spread across Buffy's lips at the mention of combat. "I'll only unleash the can of whoop-ass if you decide to flip sides and cozy up to the baddies," she declared with a playful glint in her eyes. "But if that day comes..." Her hands gestured dramatically, trailing off as she cast a sideways glance. "Well, let's just say your chiseled jawline might not emerge unscathed." With a teasing smile, she met his gaze once more, ready for whatever the night might bring.