Heading to L.A. to offer Angel some slayers. "To help him," they say. To get them off the bus, more like.
A stop in Oakland, and Faith disappears to a bar. A few hours later, they grab her from the wreckage, and zoom out of Oakland ahead of the police.
"A bar fight?" asks Buffy. "What were you thinking?"
"Relax, B, no permanent damage," Faith breezes. "We showed them! All the way, boys."
"'We?' Faith, what are you talking about?"
Faith ignores her. "Hey, Red? I'm not losing faith or nothin', but you have any mojo to lift curses?"