Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I just don't trust Oz with her. I mean, he's a senior.

Hey, don't I know you from somewhere?

- Do you even wanna be here? - I'm not running away.

- Did you hear that? - What is it now?

You mean, you'd still...?

What's his number? Oh, yeah. 1-800-I'm-dating-a-skanky-ho.

You forget about 'em as soon as they're done.

..just because he was in the locker room with him and nothing happened? Don't push!

- Willow, we'll talk about this tomorrow. - No, dammit! We'll talk about this now!

Don't you go to school with Buffy?

Any idea where else the boys and girls get together around here?

I know your secret, big guy. I know what you been doin' at night.

Tiny step and there conclusions were

- It's going to be light soon, so we... - Wait!

And he's in a band. We know what kind that attracts.

..because instead of looking up names with me, you're alone, doing nothing, by yourself.

Daddy just had this car detailed!

I know, I know. It's just, well...

- Gonna force a confession outta him. - Good. Go.

They're suckers for that whole sexual heat thing. Sense it miles away.

- He will. - Well, he'd better hurry.

I'll see you, then,... later.