WILLOW: That's Angel.

XANDER: He's Buffy's beau. (sarcastically) Her special friend.

Ford: He's not in school, right? He looks older than her.

XANDER: You're not wrong.

(Buffy returns from talking to Angel)

Ford: Didn't want that soda after all?

BUFFY: Not thirsty.

WILLOW: Hey, Angel.

Ford: Hi.

BUFFY: (turns to Angel) This is Ford. We went to school together in L.A.

ANGEL: Nice to meet you. (shakes Ford's hand)

Ford: Whoa! Cold hands!

XANDER: You're not wrong.

ANGEL: So, you're here visiting Buffy?

Ford: No, I'm actually here to stay. Just moved down.

WILLOW: Hey, Angel? Do you wanna play?

BUFFY: Y'know, it's getting really crowded in here tonight. Um... I'm a little hot. (to Ford) You wanna take a walk?

Ford: Um, sure! That'd be nice.

BUFFY: Okay, then, um... (to the others) I'll see ya tomorrow.

ANGEL: Good night.

Ford: Take care.

XANDER: Okay, once more with tension.

ANGEL: He just moved here?

XANDER: Yeah. And, boy, does he move fast.

WILLOW: Well, Angel, we could still play. (turns her back, Angel exits) See, you made him do that thing where he's gone.

written by: Joss Whedon; Transcribed by: AleXander Thompson. Full transcript at:
http://www.studiesinwords.de/19lietome.html