Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He couldn't imagine his life without me. Then he gave me this.
I'm glad you're here.
Go a week, and then we'll see.
I don't know, I just think we both need some - I don't know - space?
I'm Willow Rosenberg. Willow. Funny name.
You have to be strong. I'm trying to...
What capital? I never know what you're talking about.
This is a magic shop. A real magic shop.
Desert me? Abandon me? Leave me all alone when I really need somebody?
It is. It's working.
A house in Bel Air with a generously sized swimming pool.
And it's not what magic is for.
Not a problem. The cold only makes me stronger and more macho-like.
Hey, big guy. Check out this throbbing jugular.
A vampire with a soul?
High-pitched ring. Ears like a dog.
I'm afraid we don't know a bloody thing.
So I won't. No giving up.
It's OK. We're engaged.
- Tara, I'm sorry. - Don't! Just... don't.
talkto him a little more.
I didn't mean anything like that.
No! I just...
And that suit!