Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- What are you doing? - Making a choice.

I mean, you're a very beautiful girl who should be covered with men.

- Rough day? - Stop flicking at me.

Wanna tell me about it?

We are what these girls want. And four glasses.

Everything would be different.

They had it coming.

No. You gotta stop being so hard on...

- Well, you weren't in class. Again. - Band was practising.

Where the hell's Giles?

I've got beer. You want some beer?

- Be nice. - What?

Excuse me, Mr "I spent the '60s in an electric Kool-Aid funky Satan groove".

This is so the right amount.

I mean, with your gentle eyes and your shy smile

You know, maybe... maybe he's just having trouble dealing.

- Buffy? - Parker?

Easy. We're cool.

All you're thinking about is how long before you can jump on my bones.

- You guys love to hear yourselves speak. - We're losing her, guys.

This isn't sharing. This isn't connecting. It's the pleasure principle.

- I like girls. - You stupid.

But I am sorry that Buffy's hurting, and if I misled her, I'm sorry for that. I didn't mean to.

but never overanalysing it or wanting it to be more than it was?