Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Don't forget to log those calls.
But, you know, learning to live with someone can be a challenge.
Avoid the legs.
Buffy, l... See you around.
I'm so glad you're here, Will.
You bet it's not fair, having to live with someone who's obviously troubled.
- Well, I'm against it. - And Buffy's completely being not herself.
Work it right and you get three meals' worth, which equals fewer punch cards used.
Oh, dear, we have even less time than I feared.
- Toenails? - Evil toenails.
The smell of...
Buffy Summers, Stevenson.
"EVIL Toenails"
- I have to... - Have a good time.
- Watch for signs she's going over the edge. - You're the best.
All you had to do was write down your calls.
- Lite FM. Nothing but love songs. - You think?
Right. See, the goal is to polish off as much as humanly possible in one sitting.
I don't know. Nothing serious, I think. Just random adorableness.
Only one species practises the ritual that Buffy's been seeing in her sleep.
What the blizzard was that all about?
Kathy.
About that. The Kathy thing?
Avoid the legs.
- Well, here's where I get off. - Say hey to Oz for me.
- I'm just here to help. - Which I appreciate.
"Elders ofthe lower reaches. Elders ofthe dry land. Elders ofthe river flats."
Yep. She made big with the questions.
- Buffy's nightmares... - ..were real.
- We want to, Buff. It's just... - Don't engage.