As promised, from
Family
Anya: But we just helped her move the stuff in a few days ago...and it was fun!
Giles: People help each other out, Anya. It's one of our strange customs.
Buffy: Giles, I noticed you're doing the smallest amount of helping that can actually be called helping.
Riley: He started it.
Xander: He called me a bad name. I think it was bad. It might've been Latin.
Tara: Um...that, that was funny if you, um, studied Taglarin mythic rites...and are a complete dork.
Riley: Oh, then how come Xander didn't laugh?
xander: I never studied the Taglarin stuff.
Giles: Well, you didn't give me much to go on. She looks human, so the mug shots aren't any use, and, uh, you can't be more specific about what she's like?
Buffy: She was kinda like Cordelia, actually. I'm pretty sure she dyes her hair.
Giles: Right! That one, of course. Our work is done.
Buffy: Tara's birthday. We're at a loss.
Giles: You're in a magic shop, and you can't think what Tara would like. I believe you're both profoundly stupid.
Xander: Well, we don't really know...the kind of things witches like. What, are we gonna get her some cheesy crystal ball?
Giles: Bloody well better not. I've got mine already wrapped.
Donny: So all these books got spells in 'em? Turn people into frogs, things like that?
Xander: Yeah, we're building a race of frog people. It's a good time
Riley: Yeah, a lot of young people nowadays are experimenting with shortness. Gotta nip that in the bud.
Glory: A slayer?? Oh god, please don't tell me I was fighting a vampire slayer! How unbelievably common! If I had friends, and they heard about this...
Mr. MaClay: Is this a joke? I'm not gonna be threatened by two little girls.
Dawn: You don't wanna mess with us.
Buffy: She's a hair-puller.
Xander: You're dealing with all of us.
Spike: 'Cept me.
Xander: Except Spike.
Spike: I don't care what happens.
Spike: There's no demon in there. That's just a family legend, am I right? Just a bit of spin to keep the ladies in line. Oh, you're a piece of work. I like you.
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