Buffy: Missed? Uh, Tara, something freaky's going on, it's like I'm-
Xander: So, Giles have any thoughts about your little fast-forward freak-out at school?
Buffy: No. Oh, well, he implied that maybe it was stress-related. Like I was imagining it or something. I don't know. Maybe. I guess I, I could have been blacking out, but .there was this thing on my sweater, you know? And then it just, blew away, or went poof. Maybe it was lint. Maybe it was evil lint.
Xander: Oh my god. Buffy, what happened? How--- Aw, Buffy, I know these guys can be jerks, but was it really necessary.
Buffy: I didn't do this!
Jonathan: Stop touching my magic bone!
Buffy: Yeah. May I help you?
Customer: I need something for a prosperity spell. I heard you have it. The mummy hand?
Buffy: Uh, yeah, actually, I saw one downstairs. It's kinda hairy, though. Maybe it was a daddy hand.
Giles: Buffy, a word in your ear. Um, if you, uh, think of the store as a, as a library, it'll help you to, to, uh, concentrate on, service rather than selling.
Buffy: Yes. And then I'm going to marry Bob Dole and raise penguins in Guam.
Spike: Ask questions, throw punches, find out what's in the air. Hmm? It's fun too.
Buffy: It's not my kind of fun.
Spike: Yeah. It is.
Buffy: You play for kittens?!
Spike: So, who's gonna advance me a tiny tabby, get me started?
Demon: She hurt me all over.
Warren: Someone'll see you! Get in the back.
Demon: I won't fit.
Andrew: Well, do the thing.
Demon: Oh, right. Let the spell be ended!
Jonathan: Ahh! Ow.