Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Me Exam gonna be fine !

You didn't call back last night to talk about dance outfits.

Xander, come on. I mean, this is worse for her than anyone.

- Intent has to be pure with love spells. - Right.

Remember? I don't remember.

Yeah, but, Will, we were both in footie pyjamas.

Really not an issue.

Ha, very funny. What did I do now? Wear red and purple together?

It's never gonna work for us, Xander. We have to end it.

I just think you could find somebody more... better.

Yeah, it's funny.

She'll love it.

May she neither rest nor sleep...

Xand, I've been thinking.

Good. The mob still hasn't found us. We should be safer up here.

Let's get outta here.

I wanna break up.

And you can chalk it all up to hormones.

This isn't the time to be Mr Protective Guy.

- You promise? - You can pretty much count on it.

What rhymes with lungs?

I was just checking the back door. Somebody left these for you.

Well, you're obviously not dating Cordelia.

..if you stayed off the streets for a few nights.

I knew you'd like it.

I don't know. Does she know what one of these is?

Who are we kidding? Even if parts of us do see specialness,...

Right you are. I'll get another batch.

That's it! This has gotta stop!

It's not that I don't want to. Sometimes the remote possibility you might like me...

Let me, uh, get you something to drink.