Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- I don't think the spell worked out. - It bombed. No biggie.

- Blackmail is an ugly word. - I didn't say blackmail.

- Buffy, please calm down. - I'll calm down when you explain yourself!

Well, we can always try again. I am still pretty new at this.

I think it's more of a hot night, don't you?

- Xander's just... - When'll you start wearing matching outfits?

Happy Valentine's Day, Dru.

- So, anyway, I thought... - Hi, Xander.

I don't see her. If anything happens to her, I'll...

Right. Let's go.

Will, I think I know what you've been thinking. But this is all my fault.

..and more about that slayer you've been tramping around with.

I'll, erm... I'll patrol. You know, keep an eye on things.

He's sweet, but... he's not you.

What's going on? Where am I?

It's in my locker.

- OK, now I really think we've lost 'em. - Dammit, what's going on?

- Cool! - I think you've now told everybody.

# Right this time

No, I'm not. That... that was my mom, remember?

- Hi, Oz! - Hi.

- Well, not physically. - Perfect.

- What? - Well, I liked spending time with you.

Why don't you rip her lungs out? That might make an impression.

..goddess of love and the hunt,...

I was on the phone all night listening to Willow cry about you.

Oz, if you could aid us in finding, erm... Buffy?

- OK, for a minute it was touch and go there. - You came through.

Hey, get your hands off me!

# Got the love, got the love

How do you feel about eternal life?

Yeah. Parallel universe, maybe.

Funny. I know what your face wants.

Just the basic. Can't eat, can't sleep, can't breathe anything but little old moi,

- Buffy, it's me. - Yeah. You just startled me a little.

I'm sorry. But never.