Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm in your office with someone who claims to be an old friend of yours. Ethan Rayne.
What? Why does everyone always yell my name? I'm not deaf.
Yeah. I left my phone off the hook.
God, you just don't change, do you?
Oh, I've got it. I've got it!
I never meant for you to be involved in...
Oh, you never had the stomach. But that's OK,...
I've got the solution right here.
- Did you find anything? - Meticulous banking and phone records.
- And you couldn't control it. - One of us, Randall,...
I was gonna ask you the same thing.
OK. Now, we've done the research.
Oh, yeah. Yeah, yeah, OK.
- Why? - There was a homicide on campus last night.
Why not find another dead body for the demon to jump into?
- He's killing her. - No, trust me. This is gonna work.
I dropped out. Went to London.
Buffy, unless this is an emergency, I'll see you on Monday.
I never wanted you to see that side of me.
- Give it time. - So, no one has noticed anything different?
Xander, how do you feel about digging through Giles' personal files?
I've been waiting a long time to do this.
- I think he was drinking. - He was home alone drinking?
I'm sorry.
Nobody can be as straight as Giles without a dark side erupting.
Which, apart from being a little weird,...
It'll be all right.
- Promise? - I promise.
They only ruined one bag.
I could have lived without that one.
- And the abacus. - You know, you don't see enough abaci.
My condolences.