ANYA: Oh, I got it!

XANDER: Really?

ANYA: Yeah, we'll put D'Hoffryn at your parents' table, and move your Uncle Rory to table five near the bar.

XANDER: Ahn honey, we're looking for invisibility spells here.

ANYA: Well, obviously I haven't found anything yet. At least nothing that would explain why things near Buffy become invisible. (touches the traffic cone) Ew! Xander!

XANDER: What happened?

ANYA: An unpleasant tactile experience, like putting my hand in pudding.

XANDER: Ew!

ANYA: Like pudding, am I right? Rice, or tapioca, lumpy like that.

XANDER: We have to find Buffy, she's gotta know.

ANYA: I don't think Buffy's gonna be too broken up over a pylon.

XANDER: Anya, whatever's happening to the pylon will probably happen to her. If we don't find Buffy, I-I mean ... if we don't figure out how this was done...

ANYA: She's pudding?

written by: David Fury; transcribed by Joan the English Chick (pisces@englishchick.com). edited down by me. . Full transcript at:
http://www.buffy-vs-angel.com/buffy_tran_111.shtml