Xander: I just mean, sometimes I sort of forget he's gone. And then it's like, where's Riley? Oh right, the Central Republic of Where in the Hell.
Anya: Xander? If you ever decide to go, I want a warning. Big flashing red lights and one of those clocks that counts down like on a bomb in a movie. And there's this whole bunch of colored wires and I'm not sure which is the right one to cut, but I guess the green one and then at the last second... no... the red one and click, it stops with three-tenths of a second left. Then you don't leave. Like that, okay?
Xander: Check. Big bomb clock.
Buffy: So, um, about being a nun? With the whole abjuring the company of men thing? How's that working for you? The abjuring.
Nun: Um... good.
Buffy: Do you have to be, like, super-religious?
Nun: Well, uh...
Buffy: How's the food?
Buffy: Don't talk about their books again. You get all... and sometimes there's drool.
Buffy: I know, it's just that I trust those Watchers about at far as ... you could throw them.
Giles: Thank you very much.
Tara: I'm envious, Giles. A trip to England sounds so exciting and exotic. Unless you're English.
Willow: We can come by between classes. Usually I use that time to copy over my class notes with a system of different colored pens, but it's been pointed out to me that that's, you know, insane.
Tara: I said "quirky".
Xander: Hey, how goes the slaying?
Buffy: I killed something in a convent last night.
Xander: In any other room, a frightening declaration. Here, a welcome distraction. Tell us all about the killing, Buff.
Buffy: Pretty standard. Vampire staking. But I met a nun and she let me try on her wimple.
Xander: Okay, now we're back to frightening.
Willow: He's not a ball of sunshine.
Buffy: The professor spit too much when he talked. It was like being at Sea World. "The first five rows will get wet."
Willow: I don't even get how we made that guy anyway, because wow, advanced.
Willow: Giles can be an idiot. The smart kind. But still.
Xander: They get in these fights and then they're both looking to me, like I'm the referee. Also, sometimes I'll say something about Anya, and Willow will get this look. This "what the hell do you see in her" look.
Spike: I know that look. Lot of people never really got Dru, you know?
Xander: Well, she was insane.
Xander: I'm gonna run get Buffy. Or you can fight him!
Spike: Yeah, I could do that but I'm paralyzed with not caring very much
Xander: Big guy? Hammer? Think I noticed him.
Willow: I wish Buffy was here.
Buffy: I'm here.
Willow: I wish for a million dollars. Just checking.
Xander: You dated him?
Buffy: You dated a troll?
Willow: And we're what? Surprised by this?
Buffy: What are you doing?
Spike: Making this woman more comfortable. I'm not sampling, I'll have you note. I mean, look at all these lovely blood-covered people, I could... but not a taste for Spike. Not a lick. Knew you wouldn't like it.
Buffy: You want credit for not feeding off bleeding disaster victims?
Spike: Well... yeah.
Buffy: You're disgusting.
Spike: What does it take?
Willow: Hurry up! I'm taking everything with relocation spells, suspension spells... and, what the heck, spells to make him really sleepy, because, slightly better.
Willow: Hello, gay now!
Olaf: HA HA! YOU FIGHT WELL, ALTHOUGH YOU ARE A TINY MAN!
Xander: No! You are one crazy troll! I'm not choosing between my girlfriend and my best friend! That's insane troll-logic!
Anya: How can I help?
Willow: Distract him from Buffy. Piss him off.
Anya: I don't know how!
Willow: Anya, listen. I have faith in you. There is no one you cannot piss off.
Anya: Your menacing stance is merely mildly alarming and your roar is less than full-throated!
Olaf: DESIST! MY GOD, WOMAN, IT'S BEEN A THOUSAND YEARS AND YOU ARE YET AS AGGRAVATING AND EMASCULATING AS EVER YOU WERE!
Olaf: WHAT ARE YOU FIGHTING FOR, MINISCULE BLONDE ONE? YOUR FRIENDS? THESE TWO?
Xander: You really dated him?
Anya: Yes.
Xander: But you like me better.
Anya: Yes. Willow likes you too, but not in a sexy way 'cuz she's gay, and she won't break us up so it's all okay.
Giles: I cringe to think what the place might have been like if I'd stayed away longer than three days.
Buffy: Maybe we would have had time to clean it all up. You know, if Willow used some magicks to help.
Giles: Yes, because nothing could possibly go wrong with that.
