Giles: �Do you want me to answer that, or shall I just glare?�
Xander: �I feel pretty good about it. Does that make me a sociopath?�
Jenny: �Cordelia is going to meet us.�
Xander: �Ooh gang, did you hear that? A bonus day of class, plus Cordelia! Mix in a little bit of rectal surgery and it�s my BEST DAY EVER!�
Willow: �Our friends are in trouble. Now we have to put our heads together and get them out of it. And if you two aren�t with me a hundred and ten percent, THEN GET THE HELL OUT OF MY LIBRARY!�
Cordelia: �We�re sorry.�
Xander: �We�ll be good.�
Buffy: �Giles? Who counts tardiness as like, the eighth deadly sin?�
Xander: I knew this would happen. Nobody can be wound as straight and narrow as Giles without a dark side erupting. My uncle Rory was the stodgiest taxidermist you ever met � by day � by night, it was booze, whores, and fur flying�Were there any whores?�
Buffy: �He was alone.�
Xander: �Give it time.�
Buffy: �It�s not noise. It�s music.�
Giles: �I know music. Music has notes. This is noise.�
Buffy: �I�m aerobicizing. I must have the beat.�
Giles: �Wonderful. You work on your muscle tone while my brains dribble out my ears.�
Giles: �The Bay City Rollers, now THAT�S music.�
Cordelia (re:Giles): �No, he was perfectly normal yesterday when I saw him talking to the police.�
Buffy: �And you waited until now to tell us because�?�
Cordelia: �I didn�t think it was important:�
Xander: �We understand. It wasn�t about you.�
