Buffy was just on her way back from checking out the boutique - nothing new darn it - when she spotted a man in a cloak with a staff that looked a little confused. Since her only experience with a man in a cloak with a staff besides hottie elf in the movie with Golfbag (or whatever his name was) was Carlos, Buffy assumed this guy was a Wizard Warden from his world.

"Hi." She smiled wide on her approach, "welcome to the hotel. I know it's a little wonky at first and you're not where you were expecting to be but magic can be weird like that. I'm Buffy and this is a hotel that we're not sure where it is except not home." Her nose scrunched, "and yes everything is that pink."

She felt safe mentioning magic what with the cloak and staff, otherwise she would have gone with - no this isn't a dream welcome speech.