Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I've instructed Beta team to suspend pursuit of Hostile 17 until your arrival.
It does make sense.
Dr Angleman will brief you on its defences.
it's a bit of a fixer-upper.
Bronze. The gang. Are you kidding?
- Probably pro ex-demon. - Maybe.
I'm good.
which I'll never see again.
Your visitor's pass.
It's imperative when ensnaring it not to damage its arms.
Buffy, do you really think this is a good idea?
Just peddling those processed-food bricks. I don't know why.
Again, I say "neat".
- She's an unnecessary risk. - Possibly.
You do remember about tonight, right?
I never know what to expect.
- We'll grab some drinks. Want anything? - Coke, please.
Aren't you curious about all the science and research stuff they're doing?
.
Like a normal person's. Light on the action-packed.
Two of our hostiles broke free and escaped into the tunnels.
the second Teen Witch's magic goes all wonky or little Xander cuts a new tooth.
Chips. They're called chips. They represent money,
Professor Walsh. Questions. An Initiative faux pas, yes?
Shall we?
They'll be under control soon. Doctor Angleman.
We call this "The Pit".
You know, magic at the poker table qualifies as cheating.
I mean, I meant a hypothetical someone, which is to say no one.
I mean, don't you think you're rushing things a little?
Just skip this part and say you want money to buy me pretty things. He'll understand.
The more advanced arsenal is complicated, but I'm certain, in time, you'll pick that up.