Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Very well, thank you. - Yes, thank you.

Is Buffy Summers here tonight?

[High Voice] I love you, Xander.

Got ya. Or check and see...

- You work here? - [Sighs Deeply]

but I think we both know that there are some hard choices ahead.

- What? No way. - We can't just leave you, Buff.

So you better get back to work and quit goofing.

Can we not, please?

I didn't mean that.

You know how much I love you. It kills me to say this.

No! You guys are gonna have a prom, the kind of prom everyone should have.

Angel's gonna lose it, but not his soul.

Ooh, ooh! I got into Tucker's E-mail account.

- But he should if he... - Wil, it's OK.

I mean, I think maybe, in the long run, that he's right.

Nothing personal, but when a guy does that, just means his eyes are open.

with the whole post-slayage nap thing.

No mirrors, no natural light.

now come to be joined.

let him speak now...

I always say patrol's not complete without a trip to the stinky sewers.

All right. Perhaps strength in numbers...

Burning a hole in Daddy's wallet, as usual.

[Prom Goers Yell As Song Plays]

And how she has to wear a name tag.

And you have the emotional maturity of a blueberry scone.

But don't you already have all the dresses?

Oh, no, thank you. I...

come back here and spend some time together.

Dip is tasty, isn't it?

You think Buffy's gonna let us down?

Whatever that means.

He's 243 years old.