Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- To check in? - No, actually, I'm hitting on you.

I just don't know what you've changed into.

You know, you'd have to be crazy, and...

Where are you going?

From beneath you, it devours.

Urgh! Ronnie would love this. Boy!

It's here too. Everybody.

- Make me what I was. - We will return... your soul.

Oh, God, corner of Third and Fairview. OK, help is coming. Try not to move.

Trust yourself, and the others might follow.

You know it. I know it.

I'll... get back to you.

I don't know what your game is, but I know you're not telling me something.

Get away. Get...

Well, you can unembellish now.

- You never understood me. - Xander, who is this woman?

When you brought me here, I thought it was to kill me.

Why don't you get yourself a drink, and we'll pick it up in a few, OK?

I'm a demon, just like yourself, Anya.

I don't know if I can.

- Can I give detention? - OK by me.

- Aargh! - Buffy! Buffy! Buffy!

- It's not that easy. - You can do it.

- Tell me what happened to you. - Hey, hey, hey! No touching.