About halfway down the dining hall, Sunshine is standing with her elbows resting on the back of a wooden chair, her eyes trained on the enormous bee that's buzzing around in the same shaft of sunlight she's standing in. It really is the biggest damn bee she's ever seen - almost the size of her thumb - but she's not afraid of it. Well, she's never really had a problem with bees. They're good pollinators, and honey is delicious.

The sound of the door distracts her, and she glances over to see Spike leaning against it and looking perturbed. She wonders, idly, if there are more giant bees on the other side (and thinks: leave it to a vampire lite to be afraid of bees). "Hey," she says, pushing herself away from the chair and wandering toward him. The bee bumbles along after her, but she finds herself not minding its company. So long as it doesn't get stuck in her hair or something, it can buzz around all it likes.