Buffy„Clark Kent has a job. I just wanna go out on a date.“
Buffy„Boy, Cordelia's hips are wider than I thought.“
Buffy„And a cranky slayer is a careless slayer.“
Buffy„But...cute guy, teenager, post pubecent fantasies.“
Buffy„Tonight's looking pretty slow, right? Probably best to relax and regroup. No big disasters coming. That is so good. I will see you tomorrow then. Bye.“
Buffy„I feel like everyone is staring at me. The big hideous dateless monster. What? That's right, I have no life. Come one, there's nothing to see here pal, move it along.“
Buffy„Does this outfit make me look fat?“
Buffy„Oh, that's great. I kill them, you fence their stuff.“
Buffy„We haven't been properly introduced. I'm buffy.“
Buffy„You killed my date.“
Buffy„Giles, don't mention it. It was my pleasure to make the world safe for humanity again.“
Buffy„Buffy's not home.“
Buffy„Well in that case, I won't wear my button that says I'm a slayer, ask me how.“
Buffy„No, I'm just surprised you gave any thought to what I'm like.“
Buffy„Tonight, ok...not ok! It can't be tonight.“
Buffy„See, this is a school. And we have students and they check out books and then they learn things.“
Buffy„He's not any guy. He's more...oweny.“
Giles„The dark forces are aligning against us and we have a chance to beat them back. Tonight, we go into battle.“
Giles„Hello.“
Giles„Very well then. Follow your hormones as you want.“
Giles„They came after me, but I was more than a match for them.“
Giles„No, I had very definite plans about my future. I was going to be a fighter pilot...or possibly a grocer.“
Giles„Plunge and move on.“
Giles„She is the strangest girl.“
Giles„I think we should focus on the problem at hand.“
Giles„Another date? Don't you ever do anything else?“
Giles„Ninety percent of the vampire slaying game is waiting.“
Giles„But I assume I don't have to warn you about the hazards of becoming personally involved with someone whose unaware of you unique condition.“
Giles„Alright. I'll just jump into my time machine, go back to the 12th century and ask the vampires to postpone their ancient prophecy for a few days while you take in dinner and a show.“
Giles„Yes, you're right.“
Giles„What do you want?“
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Master„The annointed, the Master's great warrior. And the slayer will not know him, will not stop him, and he will lead her into hell.“
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Master„As it is written, so shall it be.“
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Owen„You see that? He tried to bite me. What a sissy.“