And now this door is not itself any longer, not quite.
"I wish there were anyone near my door to send on errands. My boyfriend would be ideal but I could make do with my Watcher or my dad."
"Lizard demon flung it against a wall, battery popped out and fell into a pool of dog blood, I can't be sure the phone itself is busted but I don't want to try putting the battery into it."
"My boyfriend'll be asleep, my dad'll be at work, and I don't actually have Giles's home address - I'm not saying it's impossible but there's nothing we obviously need from my world, so may as well hold off until then."
"You're lucky it was my night off," the figure remarks.
"Don't pretend you didn't want to come, dearheart, it doesn't suit you," Gloria chides. "Klaudia, this is Bella, the person from Amityvillesworld I had a misunderstanding with. Bella, this is my wife, Klaudia Black."
"Really."
"To crosses and holy water too."
"Any 'silly mythological weakness box' they don't check?"
"If they're allergic to garlic it's not very. Pretty sure they can cross running water."
"We get sunburns more easily than humans, have circadian rhythms that want us to be nocturnal, and dislike garlic but aren't allergic to it. A stake to the heart or cutting our heads off will kill us, but then that would kill a human too. I've heard rumors of vampires being harmed by holy symbols of religions they objected to for some reason, but nothing substantiated," Klaudia notes. "...Hm. Do your kind of vampire have a heartbeat?"
"Vampires," Gloria explains, "are not the only thing you can be that used to be human and isn't anymore. Werewolves I know are completely alive, but the rest..." she shrugs. "The, ah, artifact Jeanine mentioned? Saying it keeps Hepzibah alive isn't completely accurate."
Klaudia shoots Gloria a look.
"She's not from our universe, dearheart, I sincerely doubt she's going to have the opportunity to do anything untoward, and she hasn't given me any reason to mistrust her. But yes, there's a very good reason she speaks ancient Egyptian. And she looks perfectly vital."
"No, I just mean, if I heard about a mummy at home it would probably be followed by 'and it is spreading around a curse that is causing everyone in town to hallucinate their worst nightmares and/or bleed from the eyes and/or burn all their toast, and then I'd have to kill it? And yours is a cocktail waitress."