Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Nope, didn't see nothin'. See what I did there, with the eyeballs?

A ghost, is it? Go and haunt the living, like a good spook.

Like to see her try now. You know, there may be an upside to no-see me.

I'm not saying that I'm doing backflips about my life, but...

If we don't find Buffy... I mean, if we don't figure out how this was done...

Stop trying to see me. And stop calling me that.

Just keep talking, boys.

Rhymes with blinvisible?

before you cleared up?

What does that mean?

- Buffy's broken? - Will, you know what I'm talkin'...

Great. Except we don't hate Buffy.

- Buffy? - I told you, stop trying to see me.

OK. I still have to do some damage control from my giddy-fest.

So, no candles, no charms, no...

How are you doing, post-invisibleness?

Thanks for your concern.

Whatever beastie you are, I know you're here. And I hurt beasties.

but to witches they're like bongs.

well, dissolve, or fade into nothing.

I'm less with the why and more with the how.

Nope, just me and Dawn living here.

My little Goldilocks?

I'm gonna head back to my room, get dressed.

I wouldn't sweat the Slayer too much.

What does it look like I'm doing, you nit? I'm exercising, aren't I?

- Paint that I scraped off the fire hydrant. - What fire hydrant?

I don't think Buffy will be broken up over a pylon.

Whatever you guys say.

So you live with another woman?

It's called the llluminata. There's rumours it has quasi-mystical quantum properties.

I've got a few, so if you wanna discuss that case file now.

Unidentified flying pizza, comin' in for a landing.

Well, picture me confused. I thought this is what you wanted.