Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

this dark-magics energy blocking the spell. It's new.
and you, if I understand correctly, poke them with a sharp stick.
- The calls. Did anyone see what did it? - Negative. No.
I refuse to become a monster because I look like a monster.
- Here's to me. - The world has passed us by.
Now for the hard part. The petals.
- One of them gave you his number. - I threw it out.
but we are a couple of old mystics.
You can beat the crap out of me. Go ahead, I can't stop you.
See, if anyone has any information I need to know,
Oh. Well, it's more fun for me.
I...
You're the only person in the world that can look that annoyed with me.
I was trying this new spell, floating a rose, when all of a sudden, zing, zing, zing.
Buffy...
What the heck was that?
But it doesn't sound like these Fyarl demons are really big independent thinkers.
Well, she has an appointment with someone who's actually still scary.
But I don't stick to stuff. But, yeah.
"Third new moon after the 900th Feast of Delthrox."
There's something happening in the dark worlds.
Buffy, even if we figure out what kind of demon got Giles, how are we gonna find it?
Get in the car. I'm ready to go.
- Are you making this up? - Maybe.
If you don't mind, I'm just gonna go and watch them manhandle him into a vehicle.
I'm just saying Buffy is a... Well, she's not the typical student.
- I should call for backup. - No time.
You're only gonna make him angry.
- What? - I held back a little.
No. No. Don't kill me. No. Don't kill me. Giles...
I sort of kicked him across the room last night.
- What was that? Did you growl? - No.
Not expecting anyone, are we?
Just tell me what you want to tell me.
No. No, wait. Hang on.
I... One time I got up to a bit of a prank with the dartboard.
You know. I'm sure you know.
I keep thinking "Let's ask Giles." Then I remember.
OK. Credit-card slips, sales receipts... Help me look.
Oh. And I liked that shirt.
I'm... I'm so sorry. Please don't die.
I'm just saying she'll work out. You'll be proud of her.