"Oh, god, don't remind me I'm all old now." Kennedy hesitated for a moment, then nodded once and dropped into the chair.

"My Watcher-- she's sort of my mentor, she taught me all the tricks of the Slayer trade in case I got tagged for the job-- got killed," she began, because decent story setups were for other people. "By these creepy eyeless monks working for the First Evil-- they were actually looking for me, but I was running late to meet her and by the time I got there... let's just say it was really bad. Tried to get back here to round up the cavalry, you know how Fandom always does?"

Rhetorical question, of course.

"And I couldn't get back; my portal just blinked out. I found out later it had something to do with all the people whose worlds disappeared, but that's how I ended up running for Sunnydale just in time for apocalypse season."