"Okay, so a bunch of stuff happened, and I was fighting this Big Bad called the Master. Real evil vampire that was imprisoned under Sunnydale... my old town. I drowned, and technically died. Xander brought me back with ye olde CPR, and I was alive again... only it was long enough to trigger another Slayer. So I kind of broke the whole rule thing, and suddenly there were two Slayers. Kendra died, and Faith was activated. Still two Slayers. So for a while there wasn't just one, the was two."

Buffy took a breath, trying to condense everything she'd experienced as much as possible. Clearly things like dating vampires, and stuff didn't really matter. They were just sidebars. "So fast-forward a few years, and we're trying to fight the First Evil. Sunnydale was built on a Hellmouth. It's a drawcard for evil. Hence why I had to stay and fight and couldn't just retire to a tropical island. We discovered a Scythe that held the power of the Slayer, and thanks to Willow my witchy best friend we made it possible for all the potentials to get their Slayer power now, not just wait until me, or Faith died. We needed it, they needed it. So now there's over a hundred Slayers running around, and I guess I'm their general..."