Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- No, you said I was up. - I've been here for hours!
And I'm still finding nothing of the Steal a Diamond, Freeze a Guy variety.
So, what now?
I just...
It's OK. You should rest.
A vampire got me hot. One.
It was.
No, no, I mean you have power, girl. It's just coming off you in waves.
Great. We're not even married yet and already you've stopped listening to me.
But, I mean, if you could be...
Right, totally!
Tara was making them.
What, so I can linger near your precious self? Get a grip.
But it wasn't a laugh riot. She's sad and everything.
Sure.
What?! Is that what this is about? Doing a slayer?
- Stop! - Make me.
They were out all night.
It was probably a cat or something like that.
Ever think about a LoJack for the girl?
Buffy! Where were you? Are you OK?
She's as bad as I am. Worse.
- Dead. - Oh.
- Anything? - Not yet.
Hey... this is Amy. Amy, Tara. Tara, Amy.
With magic?
- We don't know that. - I know that. I promise you.
Moves around a lot too. Keeps Rack out of trouble.