And she's a Hunter

Stand on one foot do a triple back flip of a cliff sprout wings and fly into an airplane's windshield. The impact should shatter it. Once inside you will encounter the co-pilot who is Russian. Threaten to beat him with a rock unless he teaches you the Russian language in less than fifteen seconds. Once you know Russian run into the passenger cabin screaming incoherent babble in Russian. At this point you should remove your pants. Put your rock on someone's lap and sit on it like its your newly laid egg and you're the last of your species. Then turn your head 180 degrees around look the guy you're sitting on directly in the eyes, touch his forehead with your forehead and begin violently growling until your focal folds detach. Once they detach cough them up and lay them on your rock to help keep it warm for the coming winter.

And that's not because she spent years in the hellmouth?