S: How ya doin'?
*Vampire lays ontop of Buffy*
B: Fine...uh...same old, same old.

B: You know what, I tried to kill my friends, my sister last week. Guess how much they hate me? Zero. Zero much. So I'm thinking, sleeping with you, they'll deal.

W: We should have coffee sometime. Fa, um, Maybe someday this week after class.
T: I'm free tomorrow.
W: Uh, you could bring a friend.
T: I wasn't gonna. Uh, I mean if you have a friend...
W: Oh, uh I'm friendless!
T: Yeah, yeah no...no friends. Oh! I mean, I have friends...
W: Right. Many dear friends. I mean, yeah...

B: Yeah, but you stole a toothbrush. As far as rebelious teens go, you're kind of square.

J: If something goes wrong it's gonna surge. A lot better than an ex-girlfriend...
Wn: What'd you say?

Wn: Ah cheer up short-round. You're about to get us everything we wanted.

A: If you would've been more self-aware you would've what? Stopped the wedding?!
X: No, no see...I never practiced this part.

X: I wish we could just go back to the way things were before.
A: *switches to a vengence demon w/ her back to Xander* And I wish you were never born.

A: I wish you felt the pain of a thousand seering pokers, boiling your heart in it's own juices.
X: I know honey, I deserve that.
A: I wish you had tentacles where your beedy eyes should be. I, I wish your intestines were ripped apart inside your lousy gut.
X: They are.
A: Really? Right now? Does it hurt?
X: God yes. It hurts so bad it's killing me. Anya, I love you. I wanna make this work.
A: Those are metaphore intestines! You're not in any real pain! What's wrong with me??!

B: Ok, what kind of syrup do you want on your pancakes?
D: Syrups have kinds?

D: Why don't I come patrolling with you tonight?
B: Oh, and then maybe we can invite over some strangers and ask them to feed you candy...?
D: Well, you guys went out patrolling every night when you were my age...
B: True, but technically you're one and a half.

W: Well it was this thing, it just came out of her head.
T: God, that's disgusting. What did it look like?
W: Well, let's put it this way. If I wasn't gay *before*...

A: You're lesbians. So the hating of men will come in handy.

A: So tell me more about wishing Xander's brains and guts would go bloey?
D: I didn't say that.
A: Yes you did.
D: No, I didn't.
A: I heard you.
D: I swear I didn't say that.
A: Didn't say what?

D: You know, my whole sticking fingers, grabbing hands thing...
A: Oh right, the mad thieving.

A: Aren't you sick of it, don't you wish guys like that...
B: *interrupts* Whoa, guys? There have only been 4...uh, 3, 3, 3 guys. That's barely plural.

A: God, what kind of lesbians are you?! If you love men so much, go love men!

X: And I'm supposed to what, walk away? Shouldn't be too hard. That's what I'm good at, right?

S: I've tried to make it clear to you, but you won't see it. Something happened to me. The way I feel...about you. It's different. And no matter how hard you try to convince yourself, it's real.
B: I think it is......for you.

B: I know that's not what you want to hear. I'm sorry. I really am. But Spike, you have to move on. K, you have to get over...
S: *interrupts* Get out.

A: What am I supposed to do? Just stumble upon someone who doesn't give a fig's ass if Xander gets hurt or not?
*Spike walks in*
S: Hey, I need a thing.

S: I care. What he done to you, I'd never stoop that low. And I'm an evil, soul-less thing...according to some people.

A: ...and I'm off my guard. Happy. I'm singing in the shower and doing my sexy dance.
S: Exactly....I have no dance.

S: I was always going above and beyond. I've saved the scoobies how many times, and I can't stand the lot of you.
A: Me neither! I hate us! Everybody's so nice, nobody says what's on their mind.
S: You do. That's why you're the only one of 'em I wouldn't bite if I had the chance.
A: Really?
S: Absolutely. I have nothing but respect for a women who's forthright. Drusilla was always straight forward. Didn't have a single buggering clue about what was going on infront of her, but she was straight about it. That was a virtue.

A: Just one question....can I see your sexy dance?
S: I'll show you mine...

A: Wait. What are we doing?
S: Moving on.
*Spike and Anya kiss*

A: Wait, you know I'm only doing this because I'm lonely and drunk, and you smell really good...
S: See? Forthright.
*They kiss again*

Wn: Is that...
J: Spike?
Aw: He is so cool. And I mean...the girl's hot too.
Wn: *shakes his head* Dude.

D: Hey guys, what's up?
*looks at the computer screen, Willow covers her eyes*
D: Uh, huh, oh.

D: This is it? This is the stuff you've been protecting me from? You and Spike?
B: ...and a lot of monsters.

X: *whap* Get up! GET UP! You just gonna sit there? Do nothing?!
S: I'm not gonna fight you. Chip.
*thud*
Xander: Too bad.

A: It was...it was just a thing. I felt bad, and he was just there...
B: *looks at Spike* Didn't take long, did it?

A: You left me Xander...at the alter! I don't owe you anything!
X: So you go and bang the first body you can find, dead or alive?!!

X: You let the evil, soul-less thing touch you. You wanted me to feel something? Congratulations, it worked. I look at you and I feel sick...cause you had sex with that.
S: It's good enough for Buffy...
X: Shut up and leave her out of...
*Xander looks at Buffy*
A: Buffy?
B: Xander...
X: I don't wanna know this. I don't wanna know any of this.

S: You know, I wish...
A: *interrupts* Don't.

T: You know, it takes time. You can't just have coffee and expect...
W: *interrupts* I know.
T: There's just so much to work through. Trust has to be built again...on both sides. You have to learn if, if we're even the same people we were. If we can fit in each other's lives. It's a long and important process...and...can't we just skip it? Can't you just be kissing me now?

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