Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

just because a computer decided to make us cellmates.
- I'm chewing my gum kinda loud. - That's not it.
- So I'm borrowing yours. - Without even asking.
Oh, jeez.
I'm going to bed.
And what's with the Motorbike and Scooter magazine?
Yeah. This whole dorm thing is just an adjustment we need to make.
You bet. OK, then.
Yes.
You took your roommate patrolling with you?
The wetter items - macaronis, your turkey loaf - then you're into Ziplocs.
You know? I mean, my roomie is kind of "challenging", too.
Just a thought - do you think all this ranting is scaring away potential demons?
So, I go to the refrigerator, right? And the Label Queen has put...
I wasn't moving in on your territory, ifthat's what you mean.
- And that's a demon thing? - Unequivocally, yes. So...
Who left their gum here?
"Hear me, elders ofthe upper reaches."
- Gum gnome? - It wasn't me. It had to be somebody, Buffy.
they actually regenerate ifthey're destroyed.
Right. Just like you didn't destroy my sweater.
Buffy.
- Is everything OK? - Everything's super.
Don't you think you could just switch rooms or something?
It's no big. College is a time of change, right?
Giles. Giles, look in my bag.
- I won't have to watch you floss. - And I won't have to live with a slob.
The window's open. Happy?