"Oh come on, I'm not this out of shape." he grumbled aloud to him self, and he steddied him.
Xander looked up and saw a green faced woman, who with the broom and the skin and well everything was pretty much the personification of everything people thought of when they heard the word 'witch'. Willow would have a fit.
"Uh...hello?" Xander asked, "Demon lady?"