Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I can't, An, I'm sorry.

You guys look so beautiful!

I'm tired of crying.

Right. I can't keep all these ridiculous traditions straight.

That would be unfair. We must share equally in the cosmic joke that is bridesmaids-dom.

I can't believe everyone bought that story about Anya's people being circus folk.

South Side, 1914?

- Anya, wait up! - This bride waits for no one.

You said I resembled your mother-in-law.

what with Xander's relatives and her demons.

Buffy, you've gotta do something.

He's not just a minister, he's also a doctor.

Sara's a weirdo! Sara's a weirdo!

Man, what if it doesn't?

This sounds crazy, I know, but you have to believe me.

But it's my duty. I'm Buffy the bridesmaid.

- But you can't marry Anya. - But...

"Alone was better. "

Watch it, it's still plugged in.

I'm gonna go look for him. I'm gonna find him. And you're gonna stall.

You gotta grab the lip between your thumb and your finger,

I love to see you cry. And now I'd love to see you scream.

If you were so unhappy, why didn't you leave?

- You'll be in the pictures, Mom. - I think your hair looks lovely.