Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah. This whole dorm thing is just an adjustment we need to make.
- I'm chewing my gum kinda loud. - That's not it.
You know? I mean, my roomie is kind of "challenging", too.
So, I go to the refrigerator, right? And the Label Queen has put...
Don't you think you could just switch rooms or something?
Right. Just like you didn't destroy my sweater.
- So I'm borrowing yours. - Without even asking.
- Gum gnome? - It wasn't me. It had to be somebody, Buffy.
The window's open. Happy?
I'm going to bed.
I wasn't moving in on your territory, ifthat's what you mean.
- And that's a demon thing? - Unequivocally, yes. So...
- I won't have to watch you floss. - And I won't have to live with a slob.
they actually regenerate ifthey're destroyed.
Who left their gum here?
Oh, jeez.
Yes.
You took your roommate patrolling with you?
It's no big. College is a time of change, right?
"Hear me, elders ofthe upper reaches."
- Is everything OK? - Everything's super.
You bet. OK, then.
The wetter items - macaronis, your turkey loaf - then you're into Ziplocs.
Giles. Giles, look in my bag.
And what's with the Motorbike and Scooter magazine?
Buffy.
Just a thought - do you think all this ranting is scaring away potential demons?
just because a computer decided to make us cellmates.