Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hey.
Tonight. as a matter of fact.
she doesn't know. She's blinded by love.
for hours... for pleasure.
Yeah. That's that big one over at the Restfield Cemetery.
It's not what you think.
What's going on?
Buffy?
Aaah!
Use... living flame...
New Olympic category?
Woman: Sloppy.
What?
So. Are you dating somebody or not?
Gee. Let me guess.
Well. I better go. Little more damage control.
But we're the best of Buffy's bestest buds.
Lagos must be stopped.
You should have told me he was alive. You didn't.
Back in town. Saw him myself.
were talking about behind my back today.
Look. Faith.
He's not my boyfriend.
Yes. Well. We'll have to see how that unfolds. Won't we?
Everyone's so helpful.
Um. Not to downplay my own slaying abilities.
Oh!
I also have the glove.
Even Giles.
The number of a qualified surgeon
A friend of Buffy's is keeping it there.
How long do you think he can stay angry at me. Anyway?
After a while. It even makes the fun parts...
Faith. We can figure this out...
Training.
[Knock On Door]
Willow: Buffy.
Uh. 12. within the city limits.
Hello? Miss Not-Over-Yourself-Yet?
Rough day.
I tried calling. but no one was home.
Think maybe she has a new honey?