(Bronze. Anya, Xander, and Buffy share a table)

XANDER: Geez, you mean Oz just sent for his stuff and didn't even call her? That's pretty harsh.

ANYA: I only wish I had my powers back. I'd liquify his entrails for her.

XANDER: That's sweet. God, poor Will. No wonder she's-

(Cut to Willow, dancing up a storm on the dance floor)

XANDER: -having a wonderful time.

BUFFY: Wow. Way to re-bound.

XANDER: I believe that's the dance of a brave little toaster.

(Willow sees them and walks over to the table, just as happy as can be)

WILLOW: Hey, guys! C'mon! This music's great!

XANDER: It's nice to see you brought your boogie shoes tonight, Will.

WILLOW: Yeah.. I-I know I've been sort of a party-poop lately, so I said to myself, "Self!" I said, "It's time to shake and shimmy it off."

BUFFY: Sounds like a good policy.

WILLOW: Yeah! And it works, too. You know, I figure, in the grand scheme of things, we're all just-

(Willow grabs her jacket and from underneath it falls a bottle of beer, it's contents foaming out)

BUFFY: Drunk..?

WILLOW: Drunk.. I mean, that's such a-a strong word. Kind of a guttural Anglo-Saxon word. Drunk.

XANDER: Will, not loving the drowning of the sorrows.

WILLOW: Not drowning - wading. A-a-and.. See? Light. No big.

BUFFY: No big? Anyone remember when Buffy had the fun beer-fest and went one-million years B.C.?

XANDER: Sadly without the fuzzy bikini..

ANYA: Off topic, Xander.

XANDER: Right. Topic now. Will, how about you give me that beer?

WILLOW: No! Why should I? I've got pain, here - big-time legitimate pain.

XANDER: We all have pain, Will.

WILLOW: Oh, like what? "Oh, poor me.. I live in a basement." Yeah, that's dire.

BUFFY: Okay, you know what? That's it - I'm taking you home.

WILLOW: No, I don't want to.

BUFFY: Well, you'll thank me when you still have a friend in the morning.

WILLOW: I just can't stand feeling this way. I want it to be over.

BUFFY: It will. I promise. But it's gonna take time.

WILLOW: Well, that's not good enough.

BUFFY: I know. It's just how it is. You have to go through the pain.

WILLOW: Well, isn't there someway I can just make it go away? Just 'cause I say so? Can't I just make it go 'poof'?

• Willow & Oz
• Willow's Witchiness

written by: Tracey Forbes; Transcribed by Collie. (Paranoia@slayme.com). Full transcript at:
http://www.studiesinwords.de/65somethingblue.html