Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm not gonna lie to you.

- Hey, fellas. - Hey.

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

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

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

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

- Walk me to class? - Pleasure.

Oh, there's never been a better time.

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

- Do you know him? - Yes.

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

I don't think he has a choice.

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

My name is Rupert Giles. She knows me.

But you looked great.

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

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

OK. Giles and orgies in the same sentence.

..by possessing an unconscious host."

I think we're supposed to be training now.

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

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

Then we hit the books.

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