(Anya's apartment. ScruffyXander bursts in.)

ScruffyXANDER: Anya? An?

(noone's home, but the answering machine light blinks)

SuaveXANDER: (on machine) Meet me at the apartment. You know the one. 9:00.

(ScruffyXander starts rummaging through the drawers.)

ScruffyXANDER: It's gotta be here. Where is it?

(Cut to Xander's apartment. SuaveXander is getting together a bottle of wine and two glasses. Anya stands in the living room, on a blanket that's spread on the floor. A picnic basket is at her feet. )

ANYA: You're lying. It's a trick.

SuaveXANDER: No. Trust me.

ANYA: You really got this apartment?

SuaveXANDER: I really did. And do you know why?

ANYA: The ceiling fans? Very attractive.

SuaveXANDER: No. It's because I knew you wanted it. It's all for you.

• Xander & Anya

written by: Jane Espenson; Transcribed by Joan the English Chick (pisces@englishchick.com).. Full transcript at:
http://www.studiesinwords.de/81thereplacement.html