She totally lets Buffy go on with the gestures for a few seconds, out of pure entertainment. "What," she asks, amused, "do the hand jive?"

"No. I mean, there was that thing in the elevator--" She shakes her head. How to explain that? Apparently Gwen's going to try, and she has the alcohol to thank for that. "I had a thing with his...son. It's--not as creepy as it sounds, I promise. He was full grown. My age, I mean. He was a...a sweet kid. I--did you know him?"