Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Whatever beastie you are, I know you're here. And I hurt beasties.

My little Goldilocks?

before you cleared up?

Stop trying to see me. And stop calling me that.

A ghost, is it? Go and haunt the living, like a good spook.

Well, picture me confused. I thought this is what you wanted.

If we don't find Buffy... I mean, if we don't figure out how this was done...

Rhymes with blinvisible?

Nope, just me and Dawn living here.

How are you doing, post-invisibleness?

So you live with another woman?

OK. I still have to do some damage control from my giddy-fest.

I'm not saying that I'm doing backflips about my life, but...

What does it look like I'm doing, you nit? I'm exercising, aren't I?

I'm gonna head back to my room, get dressed.

Great. Except we don't hate Buffy.

Like to see her try now. You know, there may be an upside to no-see me.

It's called the llluminata. There's rumours it has quasi-mystical quantum properties.

Thanks for your concern.

Whatever you guys say.

Unidentified flying pizza, comin' in for a landing.

So, no candles, no charms, no...

Nope, didn't see nothin'. See what I did there, with the eyeballs?

I don't think Buffy will be broken up over a pylon.

but to witches they're like bongs.

I wouldn't sweat the Slayer too much.

- Buffy's broken? - Will, you know what I'm talkin'...

I've got a few, so if you wanna discuss that case file now.

What does that mean?

I'm less with the why and more with the how.

- Paint that I scraped off the fire hydrant. - What fire hydrant?

Just keep talking, boys.

- Buffy? - I told you, stop trying to see me.

well, dissolve, or fade into nothing.