Snyder: There are no dead students here. This week.
Buffy: And monsters don't usually send messages. It's pretty much crush, kill, destroy. This was different.
Giles: I'd have to say you're right.
Buffy: I love it when he says that!
Xander: What, so there's homework now? When did that happen?
Xander: Hmm. Greek myths speak of cloaks of invisibility, but they're usually for the gods. Research Boy comes through with the knowledge!
Giles: A vampire casts no reflection.
Angel: Don't worry. I'm not here to eat.
Giles: A vampire in love with a Slayer! It's rather poetic! In a maudlin sort of way. What can I, uh...What can I do for you?
Giles: There's an... invisible girl terrorizing the school.
Angel: That's not really my area of expertise.
Giles: Nor mine, I'm afraid. Uh, it's fascinating, though. By all accounts it's a, a... a wonderful power to possess.
Angel: Oh, I don't know. Looking in the mirror everyday and seeing nothing there. It's an overrated pleasure.
Willow: Oh, my God! [reads] 'Have a nice summer. Have a nice summer.' This girl had no friends at all.
Giles: Uh, once again I teeter at the precipice of the generation gap.
Buffy: 'Have a nice summer' is what you write when you have nothing to say.
Xander: It's the kiss of death.
Cordelia: Because you're always around when all this weird stuff is happening. And I know you're very strong, and you've got all those weapons... I was kind of hoping you were in a gang.
Giles: The loneliness, the constant exile, she's...she has gone mad!
Xander: Ya think?
Angel: I'll get it. It's not like I need the oxygen.
Buffy: You're a thundering loony!
Cordelia: Look, um, I didn't get a chance to say anything yesterday with the coronation and everything... but, um, I guess I just wanted to say thank you, all of you.
Xander: That's funny, 'cause she looks like Cordelia.
