A. [Action | 1245 Williams Rd]
[Well. This certainly isn't Xander's musty old basement. Which would be a good thing, except she'd gone to sleep next to Xander and she really expected to wake up next to him, not next to some... extremely bland human that seemed to think they were married.
Anya ditches the bedroom fast and starts looking around the house, picking up a knife from the kitchen just in case this is a demon dimension with things that will die upon being stabbed.
Eventually, she locates a phone.]
Come on, Xander! Pick up! [Her voice is slightly hushed and nervous sounding, like she doesn't want to be overheard. Too bad all of Mayfield can hear her.] I think I've been kidnapped and there's a man who thinks I'm his wife and where are you? Get Buffy to rescue me or something!
[She'd ask Xander to do it, but let's face it. Buffy's the big guns. Still, it's Xander she calls, not Buffy. She's pretty sure Buffy doesn't like her as much. Probably because Buffy's a demon racist. That or because Anya doesn't sleep with Buffy. One of the two.]