Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, but we do, Your Scrumptiousness.
Tell us why you're here.
No. I explained there was no point.
It's just... my foot's not used to being put down.
- And I meant Buffy. - Buffy what?
Six sick sisters.
Person I loved.
Well, maybe short poems.
Stuff like that.
Sweetheart, it is notyour fault.
- Willow, please. - Have fun at the fair.
- I'm sorry I'm late. - You're not late.
- Wow! - What do we have here?
Well, that's right, foreigner.
Please getyour stuff.
I'm gonna take care of her. Even if she never...
Undressing the merchandise with their eyeballs. All ogle, no cash.
and then all of a sudden it was all gloom and doom and the outlawing of human triangles.
Butyou never, ever will.
- Well, it's understandable. - Yeah, sure it is.
Kali, Hera, Cronus, Tonic.
No one's gonna hurtyou.
A pulseless, impure, follicly fried vampire.
She's my everything.
- You're stressed out. - I'm more than stressed out. I'm freaked out.
Cos that's just a natural.
Appalling. Almost as if they no longer think money can buy happiness.
I haven't been here in two weeks. There's an explanation for this.
You can sleep with me.
Dawn.