[GP/EP] Check In Day

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Buffy loved this time of year in California. Even if the California was in a bubble universe, pocket dimension, or something else Giles-y explanation. It was sunny and not too hot. All that was lacking was a beach, but there was a pool and that was a good second best. She'd spent most of the late morning hanging out by the pool after her workout, but she'd been pushed asked into helping out in case there were new arrivals. While Buffy could be just as stubborn, she actually liked greeting people and helping them adjust to the weirdness that was part of their life now.

She was assured that everything would be taken care of, she just had to show up. The perfect Buffy gig and she was not disappointed, there were baskets to greet new arrivals and the food and beverages were flowing. Well as much as they could for a place without a renewable source. Buffy didn't like to question things too closely. Sometimes it was good not to know what you were eating and where it came from.

Unlike most greeters, Buffy didn't have a project to work on or paperwork to do. What she did have was was a homemade, AKA crudely sewn by her, hacky sack filled with sand. Sand was never in short supply in the desert, so that's what she used. At the moment, she could be found in the lobby, near the 'welcoming' area kicking around the ball showing what some might call extraordinary dexterity and flexibility.