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Yeah, well, I'm not gonna do all that stuff.

Who told you this? Did Cassie's mother put you up to this, cos I pay my support, OK?

I don't know. I guess she doesn't see me that way.

I'd love to ice-skate at Rockefeller Center.

Spike's insane in the basement, Xander's there doing construction.

The one that keeps asking her to the dance. I'm thinking, who likes to be rejected?

Mr Miller sent me here.

- So the question is, what changed? - Right.

Stick up for yourself.

You wanted to see me?

"And children with canes and pruney skin."

- I'll see you. - That guy is such an ass.

Cassie's records all show the same thing.

- I don't understand what you're saying. - But you can't, OK?

OK, I'm just bored.

I'm liking Mike Helgenburg for the perp. Let's collar him before he... lawyers up.

It's just so cool. We're gonna be rich!

But we can't know what's gonna happen. We can't search their brains.

What if he doesn't come back? What if he gets blown up?

Most of the time, that's what it is when these students act out. Fear, pain.

She's still stressing over the whole "dropped out of college, not actually qualified" thing.

- Hey, Mike, you're gonna get a B. - Oh, A-plus, baby, A-plus.

- I think so. - I don't know.

What's that got to do with Cassie?

Those kids are lucky to have Buffy looking out for them. I just wish she believed it.

- Please... - Thanks for being so nice.

- No, we have to talk about this. - Just...

But I won't. I just never will.

- Cass, I'll see you later? - Yep.

She just wants to take away the one weekend a month I get to be with my girl.

Except I'm less worried about hitting my thumb,

How about like a snake with some fire coming out of its mouth?

Don't you have a history test to study for?