Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- You were a rat. - How did you know?
- We need to get her to a doctor. - Is she OK? Is she OK?
Come on, Dawnie, it's grown-up time. Do you wanna play with the grown-ups or not?
- How? - You came back wrong.
I might pick up on it if you stop asking me every two seconds.
- What's going on? - Busted.
That's the power of your charms.
Then go! God, I thought we were gonna hang.
So the burger was good? You liked it?
- Are you OK? - Fine. Let's get outta here.
- No, Dawnie. - I mean it. Stay away from her.
Maybe, but we've been through this, haven't we? Things have changed.
Please.
No, it's your calling. Gave me a run for my money, Slayer.
You sure? It's my own brand-new invention.
- Yeah, he's some sort of... - He deals in magic. Black stuff. Dangerous.
It's too late for the movie. And that guy smells...
I've tasted it.
It's not tragic. I'm sure as soon as I stand up...
It's just, um... I really need to go.
I don't know. I thought...
The magic, I thought I had it under control, and then...
I ju... God, I need help.
Hey, wait your turn.
Good. I think it's right, to give it up.
Don't I? I mean, Buffy, who was I?
I can do some transmogrify, but she is messing with dimensions. It was awesome!
Pancakes?
Maybe it's time to hit the streets. Get Spike on it.