Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I just know your pizza-delivery career will take you so many exciting places.

It's the non-relationship drink of choice. It's not a date. It's a caffeinated beverage.

Well, that really isn't the point here.

You're now one of us.

No demons or vampires to slay. I'm here with my friends.

Are sick. You're right. There's no point in disturbing them until we know more.

- And she's not available. - Why not?

Keep it up, yeah! Come on, keep it goin'!

Buffy, where are we?

..cinnamon, chocolate, half-caf, non-fat.

This isn't about fun. This is about duty.

Yes. And you were very nearly devoured by a giant demon snake.

- You don't want a date? - Who said date? I-I-I never said date.

One of them's... different than the others.

- Angel. - Xander.

- She lied to me? - Well...

..wouldn't it be funny some time to see each other when it wasn't a blood thing?

And... my mom's not really feeling well and she could probably use my help.

- You dreamed about Angel again? - Third night in a row.

I thought maybe you and I should get some... sometime.

I-I was just thinking,...

OK, look, seven days a week I'm busy saving the world.

On my oath, before my assembled brethren.

- Excuse me? - Oh. I would... I would love to go.

Missing for over a week.

Don't do that weird thing with your hair.

..hate you guys.

You're not seeing someone?

Buffy, these men are rich, and I am not being shallow.

Oh, are we feeling a little envious?

In every generation, there is a Chosen One,

- Don't you hate these guys? - Yeah.