Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Hey, fellas. - Hey.

Oh, there's never been a better time.

- I know you. You ran that costume shop. - Oh, I'm pleased you remember.

The first thing we're gonna do is... Buffy?

But you looked great.

Medical transport is delivering a monthly supply of blood to the hospital.

I'll try the Net. But Mark of Eyghon sounds like Giles-and-his-books sort of deal.

I'm not gonna lie to you.

- Uh... hot lava. - That's for a heretic.

And I'm laying on my towel. And it's just before sunset.

My Uncle Roy was the stodgiest taxidermist you've ever met, by day.

I think we're supposed to be training now.

Then we hit the books.

OK. Giles and orgies in the same sentence.

The worst thing is I was saving up for some important shoes,...

I'm not a very safe person to be around at the moment.

..but ancient sects used to induce possession for bacchanals and orgies.

..by possessing an unconscious host."

- Do you know him? - Yes.

I mean, I'm not running around, wind-in-my-hair,...

- Walk me to class? - Pleasure.

I don't think he has a choice.

I'm terribly sorry. I didn't know.

My name is Rupert Giles. She knows me.