Yvette smiles. "Meet - uh, here, or...?" She considers. "There's a park about a block to the north that's somehow not near any graveyards, that could also work."

"I know the place. Sure, that works."

"All right. See you in - about half an hour." She waves, and takes her various magical goods home.

Are Zeke and Miles back yet?

Doesn't look like it!

...

Okay.

She adds a note on the fridge explaining things, leaves the note on the door, puts all of her magical things away, then goes to meet the Slayer.

The Slayer is in the park!

Oh, good. Here is Yvette, also in the park.

"Hello."

"Hi. My place is this way."

"Sure." And she follows!

"I'm Yvette, by the way."

"Liesel. Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too. Provided you don't, uh, stake me. Please don't stake me, I'm a nice vampire, I swear."

"I'm not going to stake you. Promise. I'm very impressed with what I've seen of your social circle and as far as I'm concerned the world needs more vampires like that."

"Thanks. I think so too." There's more to that than she's saying, but she's not saying it here.

Yeah.

It turns out to be a pretty short walk to Liesel's place. She opens the door, steps inside, and says, "C'mon in," over her shoulder.

Oh, good, this would be awkward if she didn't get invited inside and just had to hover at the threshold. In she goe-

....

Oh holy shit this place is a fortress. She doesn't even have a particularly finely tuned sense of magic (she tends to rely on baubles and minor spells, because they're more precise) and wow okay. That's. That's a lot of protection. ... She's kind of jealous, actually. They are very lovely protections, from what she can clumsily feel.

She hesitates briefly after entering, but continues on shortly after.

"I'm home," she calls up the stairs.

The fabled aunt descends.

"I'm Chris," she says when she comes around the turn of the landing and sees Yvette. "Nice to meet you."

"Yvette," says she of that name. "Pleasure to meet you, too. Your house is lovely and so are its protections."

She smiles. "Thank you! So, Liesel tells me you're in some unspecified kind of trouble and could use my help? What do you need protection from, exactly?"

She glances at Liesel, then says, "My sister was the Slayer. For a while. I was her helpful magical support for years, then a person we were unfortunate enough to trust decided she'd be better with fangs. And then she decided I would be, too, because she knew that while I had a soul I'd try to stop her. So then I was a relatively harmless soulless vampire who mostly just wanted to live and practice magic forever comfortably, and then I got my soul back yesterday by accident. And when she realizes that I have it back she's probably going to opt to try very hard to kill me."

"You're Cyrille's sister?"

"Ouch," says Liesel. "Well. This is going to be fun, isn't it."

"I am, in fact, Cyrille's sister," agrees Yvette. "And. Yeah. You see why I wanted the protection."

"No kidding. Okay, so you've ensouled two vampires so far. How much time and what supplies would you need to manage a third? Is that the direction you want to go with this?"

"I want to try to figure out how to ensoul my sister at range, because that seems - easier. Than just about any other option. And barring that, I want to kill her, by whatever means I have available to me. I have a supply list for what I need for the standard ensouling, I - shouldn't cast it that often, once a week maybe."