Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Let me in. I don't wanna miss the, uh...

She found the bracelet in the cemetery, near the south wall.

..is there! With Cordelia! They went to a party at the Zeta Kappa House.

- She's amazing. - She's more like a sister. We're that close.

You have hand-to-hand this afternoon and patrol tonight, so come straight here...

- Stuff. - Oh, stuff.

I think she's singing.

- I'm just thinking about him so much lately. - You two are so right for each other.

Machida, let our fortunes increase.

I'll take an early pass this evening and one later, but for most of the evening...

You think I'm too mature?

The one with the cherry-walnut panelling and the two 48-inch televisions?

There's something down there and he's gonna throw us down there with it!

- Cordelia. - Hi, Richard.

- What happened with Angel? - Nothing. As usual.

I can smell it.

- We'll see who the bracelet belongs to. - Good idea. She'll patrol, we'll reconvene...

And that's what I'm gonna have. Fun!

..and now the dancing minions have nowhere to put their big maypole... fish thing.

- Killer? We don't know that there's a... - No, but this being Sunnydale and all...

- Could I have this dance? - Come on!

A year in which our bounty overflowed.

Nothin' happened last week - don't worry. I was there.

Why did I ever let you talk me into coming here?!

- What's happening? What did they do to us? - They drugged us.

Buffy's lying? Buffy's going to frat parties?

- Easy, man. - Dance!

The words "let that be a lesson" are a tad redundant at this juncture.

- A fraternity? - Could they be taking these girls?

- They may be involved in a ritual. - With the missing girls.

- Ye gods! Cordelia. - Cordelia?

I'm talking about Richard Anderson, as in Anderson Farms, Anderson Aeronautics...

Didn't see you three... creeping about.