Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I hear this place, uh, serves coffee.
Never seen him before in my life.
- We can begin our search there. - Good idea. Call Angel.
I'm Tom Warner. I'm a senior at Crestwood College, and I...
You yawned your way through weapons training. You skipped hand-to-hand.
..and Anderson Cosmetics.
- ..Machida! - Machida!
Boy, what a long day.
Great! I'll drive. Buffy, it's like we're sisters with really different hair.
..and older bones dating back 50 years."
I talk too much. Have you picked up on that yet?
- Cordelia? - Cordelia's much better for you than Angel.
# Leave, and I'll take you back again
And your hair... All right, I respect you too much to be dishonest. The hair's a little...
Some of us are sober louts!
Well, I'm not a demon.
Come on, dance, pretty boy! Keep it movin'.
I'm brainsick. I can't have a relationship with him!
And you never let her do anything except work and patrol.
- And you skipped three classes. - Yeah. And, of course, they flew by.
You should relax and enjoy yourself once in a while.
Callie! Callie.
A bunch of girls are missing. The Zeta Kappas may be involved. And Buffy.
OK, let me think. Mm, no!
- Party's over, jerkwater. - Wait. A friend of mine was here.
# All the guys' eyes are upon her
You'll go to college someday.
So... would you like to come and save me from a really dull fate?
He's the one to watch out for.
Well, why do you think she went to that party? Because you gave her the brushoff.
I don't understand. I mean, he likes you. More than likes.
No.
- Hey, Reptile Boy! - No woman speaks to him.
Her? Oh, she's not my friend.