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I can't help it.

What are you...

But before that, the lies were very convincing.

Don't stick around on my account.

# Oh, never leave me

The girl. I walked her home.

Sorry, ma'am, but it's my job.

You know you want it.

From beneath you, it devours.

- Touched a nerve, didn't it? - Don't flatter yourself.

There's an order. The Slayer's not in order. But it can't hurt to play.

- Well, yeah, but what do you... - Shh.

- Get away from me. - What's with the wallflower act?

- Well, if you seem to forget that much... - Not that.

The taste of human blood. That, I'd remember.

That was before you told me Spike's killing again. You want to leave me alone with him?!

- He's been gone at least half an hour. - Any idea where he's headed?

(Dawn) She's not here.

So it had to be her, right? I mean, her warning was true.

- You think it's an act? - I don't really know. And neither do you.

You were camped out on the Hellmouth talking to invisible people. Recently.

But we can make it work.

So I'll get some.

Dawn? Oh, my God.

Is that a stake?

There's my guy.

I don't know. Creature of the night, Buff. He's probably out creaturing.

You saw me chatting up another bird, giving the eye to somebody else.