Beggers can't be choosers, they always say. Though, Giles was rather sure he'd never begged for your help.

An unfortunate mission a few months ago with the "Scooby Gang" had led Giles to you. A "doctor" - though he doubted you had any real medical training - with a remarkable knack for "unconventional healing".

In his eyes, you were little more than a quack doctor. A snake oil salesman. A total fraud. The others, however, were less convinced. That demon victim did seem to be seeping far less puss after meeting with you.

This was why he was now on your doorstep, much to his dismay. A slaying mishap had resulted in a gash on Xanders thigh that he felt rather unqualified to treat, and Buffy had suggested dragging him here. "Safer than a real hospital" - which was somewhat true.

Yes, it pained him to knock on your door. It would pain him even more to admit defeat when you inevitably opened it.