Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- No. - Oh. Well, that's gotta suck.
Nothing is going to happen.
- Buffy. - Riley. What are you doing here?
You drowned.
- Yeah, thanks. - We've gotta face it, we've changed.
Anya, and that's it.
- I'm gonna feel like hell in the morning. - Relax.
What I suspect I'm seeing is a reaction to the absence of a male role model.
- Vampire? - Vampires don't breathe fire.
- Mom? - No, it's not Mom.
I mean, I took one look and saw he was staying at that rat-trap. No, thanks.
- Spike knew? - Only the basic stuff.
You should always have a new boyfriend. You're so much fun right now.
- And I have found her to be a unique woman. - Woman. Of course.
- This is for Giles. - For me?
Mucus?
And I know that it doesn't help.
Buffy's been very influenced by your course. She quotes you quite often.
- Who? - Oh, Riley and his guys. Probably all over it.
Listen, about this Fyarl demon.
Ooh, and waffles, cos you can put things in the little holes if you wanted to.
Don't let him go.
- You got it. - Riley, we're going to the magic shop.
Yeah?
She said I was an absent male role model.
Actually, Willow and Xander did all the planning.
There's something called "314" that's got 'em scared most of all.
Or... You know what I bet? I bet the Initiative took care of it.
What?
- What are you workin' on? - We have stuff. Pictures.
This new outfit, it's blundering into places it doesn't belong.
Here's my... my name and number.