Original Quotes

Original Quotes

All are original quotes, copyrighted to their respective writers. Do not take them to use anywhere else, unless you wrote them. Newer quotes can always be found in the comments.

Also, please note that this storyline has been going on for several years, as such, some mun's have come and gone - having others take over the characters. Some character quotes - for the same character - are from different interpretations from different players we had (main facts were never changed, but we do allow our writers a lot of creative freedom, within reason).

Buffy: "It was an easy kill, the vamp put up virtually no fight- he was quite the wuss. And he was wearing a Ninja Turtles t-shirt. WHO gets buried in a Ninja Turtles t-shirt? Apparently nerd status went along with the wussdom. No surprises here."

Angel: "God, I hate villains who monologue."

Cordelia: "I thought I smelled impending doom in the air. Assuming thats what we need to talk about. You are wearing your doom face."

Xander: [Playing a video game] "Get ready for the up, up, down, a plus b combo pain I am about to bring."

Giles: Giles hid a slight blush and nodded once more...taking a quick glance to the bag. "I'll need someone to up-upload or...downslope...this...um...onto the computer."

Faith: "Just uhm... a question. Why the hell would anyone kidnap Anya? Wouldn't they have brought her back by now?"

Fred: [ On Angel and Spike ] "It's a whole....*thing* they do. Have a soul, lose a soul...it's like the penny tray at 7-11..."

Buffy: [ Seeing a shadow in the dark, believing it to be a nameless vamp ] "Alright buddy, I'll give you a five minute head start, but I can assure you that you'll still end up dusted. So what say you just turn around like an honorable vamp and take it like a m-" She noticed the moonlight shining down on the figure now. There was platinum hair. "Spike?"
Spike: "Turn around and take it like a Spike?" He quirked a brow at her and stepped a few feet closer. "That some sort of new insult?"

Payton: "God only knows what he heard. To Spike it could be something like 'Hey Spike, go outside, find a few hookers and get them drunk with my credit card!' Which you know, is probably the abridged version of what he thinks he heard."

Anya: "I was enjoying a vacation. One that I must have because I - uh, well, I wanted one. So poof! I gave myself one. It was very easy."

Angel: "Good day, bad day, Wednesday, I'd still beat you down, Spike. And the next time you pull a stake on me? I'm not going to drag your bleached blonde ass back to the hotel. I'll leave you unconscious in an alley and let the sun rise on you."
Spike: "Broken record. You've been using that threat since Asia."

Willow: "The Hellmouth blew me a kiss, Buffy, and I puked. Pretty gross, huh?"
Buffy: "You makeout slut, why are you kissing the Hellmouth?"
Willow: "Hey! I'm no slut. I'm the victim here--no means no. The Hellmouth made the grabby advances."

Xander: "You know, I did get a new can of Axe Body Spray the other day. Tell me, did you find yourself drawn here for no reason. A desired musk pulling you forward?"

Cordelia: "Payton, just because I don't like to sit back and listen to what you have to say most the time doesn't mean I don't want to hear what tall dark and british has to say."

Anya: "Also, I can be a very good secret keeper. I just wanted to spill the beans on that one."
Buffy: "How very sweet of you. If anyone ever asks me to describe you, I'll definitely use the word sweet." As in, sweet mother of hell, she is annoying.

Payton: "No more games. It's time for you to die. Every piece of glass, every tiny dagger, it's for every single one of those people you murdered. And these? These are for them."
Angelus: "...mm...them. The ones you couldn't do anything to save? Weakling. Who lets their family die?"

Cordelia: "And lets say someone told you that they spawn a hell goddess and tried to kill all of her friends....you could overlook that, right? Every girl has their Carrie moments."

Rosa: "Angel is probably being broody self." She looked at Buffy like "What the hell did you do?"
Buffy: She gave back a 'nothing!' look.
Rosa: She then gave her the "Are you not putting out?" look.

Andrew: Johnathan's old bone lay in the center of a blood circle. Done outside so he didn't have to clean anymore. Andrew shook a tambourine, doing a spinny dance, chanting in latin. He stops for a second "I feel silly" He said before continuing.
Johnathan: Far away a wolf howled. Or was it a dog? Who knew.. but it was spooky. Then lightning flashed and thunder roared in the dark night sky... more spooky. And all of the candles situated around the blood circle suddenly had really huge flames. OoooOoooo.
Andrew: All this but...no Johnathan. And lots of smoke. Andrew coughed, falling back. "Aww, man." He stood, kicking a stone, sighing. Slowly, he turned, walking back inside, to the one working DVD player, where he popped in Empire Strikes Back to entertain himself. "First Spider-Man and now this..."
Johnathan: Moments after Andrew quit and gave up like a little sissy girl... the bone left laying on the ground started to grow. It grew.. and grew.. . into a gigantic 5 foot tall skeleton. Yeah. Because we all know Jonathan is a big big man. Then flesh spread out to cover those bones.. and with another crash of thunder the candles all went out. And Jonathan lay there on the ground... naked.. and staring wide eyed up at the sky. "Holy crap... I'm... I'm... I'm NAKED!!!"
Andrew: With the Star Wars theme blasting, little could be heard. Andrew was grateful he locked the door, as it was a creepy night.
Jonathan: Jonathan jumped up, back all covered in dirt. Both hands flew down to cover up his junk as he ran for the nearest sanctuary. The door of this unfamiliar house where he'd woken up after being.. wait. WAIT!! Was he out of Hell?!?! Naa. Naked in a strange back yard with spooky thunder and lightening? This was still Hell. He banged on the door.
Andrew: Andrew sighed. "Coming." He stood, walking over. "Who is it?" No peek hole, so he leaned on the wall.
Jonathan: He was still covering his junk with both hands, dancing his weight back and forth from one foot to the other. It started to rain, and the water was cold as it plastered his hair down against his face. Definately Hell.. wait... "Andrew? Is that you?" It sounded like him. Oh no.. was this going to end up with him getting stabbed again!? Damn that Satan. He was a mean bastard.
Andrew: "Johnathan?!?" Andrew went to open the door, then had second thoughts. "Are you a zombie? Are you here to avenge for me killing you. Because I'm sorry about that whole thing."
Jonathan: "What?! You....you...you're not going to kill me again?" He looked back and forth all paranoid.. still holding his junk.
Andrew: Andrew swung the door open, immediately going into a hug. "JOHNATHAN! MY FRIEND! IT'S SO GOOD TO SEE YOU!" Then, suddenly noticing..."Why're you naked?"
Jonathan: Jonathan stood there stiffly (and NO not in that way you pervert) as Andrew hugged him. He looked around wildly, panicking a bit and starting to breathe erratically. "Wh...why aren't you killing me again? Where am I?!"
Andrew: "You're in Cleveland. Naked. And I'm good now. I was under the influence of the First Evil. I did a spell to bring you back. I thought you'd be...clothed, though..."
Jonathan: "... Cleveland? Not Hell?" He looked rather confused.. and for a moment was able to forget his nakedness.... letting go of his junk and reaching up to tug worridly at his hair. "I'm...... alive?"
Andrew: "Well, it's close, but not hell. And you are alive. And naked. Can we go get you some clothes?"
Jonathan: "I'm alive........I'M ALIVE!!!!!!!!!! Naked Jonathan started jumping up and down wildly then lept at Andrew and hugged him. Nakedly. Then he blinked and stepped back.. and slapped Andrew right on the face like a little bitch. "You KILLED me man!!"
Andrew: "Ooooow" He recoiled to the slap. "And I brought you back. Under the influence of the First Evil. In the form of Warren. And can we PLEASE get you clothes?"
Jonathan: Jonathan paused, looking confused and pouted at his old best friend. All those good times... and this is the person that had killed him. It brought a few hurtfelt tears to the naked boy's eyes as he mumbled. "Who's the First Evil?"
Andrew: "The First Evil to inhabit this world. Can take the shape of anyone dead, and it's really good at manipulating and...seriously, my room is upstairs, let's get you a shirt."

Xander: "Buffster, if there is one thing that I have learned by being best friends with you, it is this. Life is short. Now with this grand knowledge I have gained, the sage like wisdom has taught me so much and I plan to use it to it's fullest. And by fullest, I mean I am going to cram so much food in my body until out of everyone in the hotel. I am the fullest."

Spike: "Its not a gun...you ponce. It's a bloody nautical instrument."

Riley: "Angel? Leaving girls in need in help by their lonesome? To tell you the truth you're better off without knowing him or being near him, really. Only good reason to have that guy around is to park a jet plane right on that overly sized forehead and then, for the hell of it? Blow it up with a few grenades. Laugh at him while he runs around, burning."
[ Later ]
Fox: "Ah, sorry, sorry back to your problem with Angel. He seems nice, even if his forehead is like...you know. Above average? ...Let me guess, you guys were a couple once?"

Buffy: "Rome was a nice vacation, but I think this is a permanent assignment. Well, you know, unless we have to render this place crater-like, too. Then I'm going to suggest we move to Alaska, because evil won't bother with a place that cold."

Anya: "Silence." She reached over, popping a tic tac into Buffy's mouth while it was open since she was talking. She gave a look to Kezia. "Sometimes you just need to give them candy and they'll hush up."

Cordelia: Her US weekly was held in her grasp as she entered the library. "First Jen now Jessica, I can't even get a man and these drama queens are throwing perfectly good ones away. Pft..."

Xander: Xander's pace was anything but fast as he wandered through the upstairs. His intention was to make it to the lobby sometime but not really in a hurry. He was in a weird place right now and things were just.. he shook his head at- thoughts somewhat as he turned a corner and almost run right over Hana. Stopping himself with pirate like agility, he soon spoke. " Whoa there, sorry about that. Corners kill me on my blind spot. Though it's more like a blind mine field or some other equally open dangerous space."

Spike: No words came out though, he just a gave another shake of his head and handed Angel the stake back. Angel: "Keep it. Use it on yourself. Hey, I don't care."

Buffy: "To say that no fun was had, is the understatement of the year."

Lilah: She paused to speak to the doctor outside. "If she isn't here when I return, I'll be sending your organs home to your wife in a fruitcake. Got it?" Ignoring his suddenly pale face, she walked down the hall to the elevator.

Connor: It only took a moment, but Connor was already sure that it was them. "That's them. Or at least what they look like before I get my hands on them."

Xander: "So no slaying for the Buffster, gotcha."
Buffy: "I'm destined for long card games of uno," she moaned.
Angel: How many times did he have to tell her he didn't know how to play that damn game? More than twenty, it seemed. "We could...uhh...rent movies?" She liked movies.
Buffy: "Movies are okay," she said with a shrug. But then she heard V. "Don't stay here on account of me. Go save the day. I'll just...um..." She looked around. "Alphabtize my cds."
Angel: "You did that last night. And this morning."
Buffy: "What can I say, I don't know the alphabet very well."

Gwen: "Angel? He was with Buffy last time I saw him."
Spike: "Oh...guess that means he's busy." He nodded and headed up the stairs. "Be right back."Spike moved on into the hotel lobby and looked around quickly...sniffing at the air again and then yelling. It was his form of a paging system. "Angel!!??"

Anya: Anya came from the kitchen, wondering what was going on. "Oh, it's the new slayer." This was said to Pru. "Hi. I'm the one who told you not to get killed."
Buffy: "And, just so you know? - she expects to get paid for that advice."

Buffy: Return that firetruck!
Faith: I'll return that truck as soon as I get to run you over with it.
Buffy: Excuse me, just got stabbed, enough with the pain!

Payton: "You're not supposed to buy me presents. The next day I expect to get more, and it's pretty dissapointing."

Cordelia: [ Answering the phone ] "Hotel Hell, how can I help you?"

Spike: [ Upon coming about Angel and The Immortal ] Spike pouted a bit and pocketed the phone. With a shrug he double timed it down to the park..and as the distance between himself and the park got smaller..the two came into view. "Bollocks..." He trotted up beside them and spoke. "Should I object to this coupling...or are we all bad again?"

Buffy: Blissfully unaware of everything going on, Buffy was mopping the kitchen floor. She was the domestic godess, yes she was. She dipped the mop in the soapy water, bringing it to the floor. She had worked herself into a corner. "Crap." She stood looking around, knowing she was trapped. Or, she'd have to ruin her work. Why couldn't slayers fly?
Anya: Anya was sitting on the kitchen counter, watching the slayer and sucking on a lollipop. "You missed a spot."
Buffy: "This mop? Could so be aimed towards your head in zero to five seconds, Anya," Buffy pointed out, mulling out an escape route. She hoisted herself up on the counter and began scooting herself along it.
Faith: Faith stepped into the kitchen, unware of the previous cleaning extravaganza, and kind of slipped/slid all the way over to the fridge to keep herself from falling. "What the f-"
Buffy: "Faith, no!"
Anya: "I could just sit here and wait 'till it's dry. Watching you fly off the counter and hit the door with your head would be pretty priceless. Go for it."
Faith: She managed to make it to the fridge without falling on her ass, but she was still a little stunned. She hadn't expected *that* when she came looking for food. "Thanks for the heads up, B." she muttered, sarcastically.
Buffy: "Faith's already ruined it," she complained, letting her feet tentativley touch the floor. Great. Wet socks. "You barged in like a ...something that barges, Faith. What was I supposed to do? Put up police tape? Like that would even stop you?"

Cordelia: She watched Tara do her witchcraft and simply eyed her. "And now I'd like a...pony."

Xander: "Yeah, but you have to give the old boy a break. What makes him lovable is that he keeps coming back for the beating. I can relate to that."

Payton: "I mean, I'm a warlock. But that dosen't give me the right to go around and turn people into carrots. ...Ignore that example."

Rosa: "Wait." Rosa's hand came to stop the door from completely closing.
Victoria: An exasperated sigh. "Listen, I don't have any money..."
Rosa: "Do we look like we want your money?"
Hana: Hana huffed at the womans comment. "We're not that poorly dressed..." She looked to Buffy. "Are we?"
Victoria: She frowned, realizing dawning upon her face. "Oh...but I'm not a lesbian, either!" Clearly these three were recruiting!
Hana: "What's a lesbian?" Her language skills weren't that far progressed. She took a step back, because Buffy was giving her a weird look. "..Is it some kind of demon?"

Xander: He moved out into the lobby and took a seat on one of the couches and as he placed his bowl on the table, he reached for the paper and popped it open. At least he could read about change in the world, important stuff. A second later, a laugh admitted deep in his throat. "Charlie, don?t do it. She?ll only move the damned football away again."

Spike: [ Inspecting corpses ] Spike spoke up since everyone else seemed mute on the topic. "No organs." Then he saw Dray. "Um...no...um, organs for sale...at the piano shop."

Payton: Removing the phone from his ear, he closed it and stood from his seat at the desk. "Will? Buffy said she needs the location on Drusilla. And it sounded pretty urgent." Making his way across the Lobby, the younger Giles stood behind the redhead as she sat typing away. "But you can finish downloading your gangster underground rap music illegally if you want," he said kiddingly. Willow was the last person who'd listen to rap, let alone do anything illegal.
Willow: "Oh...did someone say a spell?" Willow snapped the laptop closed and stood with a grin. "Urgent? I'll be right back!" Off the red-head ran, clomping up the stairs to her room.

Buffy: "Maybe it's a demon made from your guilt."
Giles: Giles called out from the library, "Made of guilt?!"
Buffy: But Buffy hadn't really heard or understood Giles. She made a confused face. "What's Giles yelling about?" Was this about... "Giles we did not eat your crackers!" she called back.
Giles: "My what?! Who's a slacker?? I've been busy!"

Buffy: "Looks like someone robbed Armani. What gives?"
Blaine: "Not robbed, Ms. Summers. Bought. With my own money. Abeit money stolen from orphanages and animal shelters, but my well earned money none the less." The man gave a large smile, revealing his perfectly white teeth.
Buffy: Said with all the cheekiness in the world, she asked - "Let me guess, you're a bad guy?"

Cordy: "Isn't it amazing how something so evil can be packaged into something so pretty." She noticed his designer suit. "And with such good fashion. Is that Armani?" She shrugged and went back to hushing.
Rosa: "Cordelia, no hitting on the evil liason. Bad Cordy."

Payton: "Me? What? I am not a qualified babysitter. Remember that one time I was supposed to watch Drusilla? And she ended up getting out? Also, I ended up with an arrow in my shoulder?"
Buffy: "Yeah...but, *what* are the chances of all that happening again?" She smiled hopefully.

Quinn: "Its fine. I just need to get outta dodge. It's worked so far." He knew in his heart it wasn't true. He turned back to the two and held up his hands like a scale. "Fighting vampires vs. going crazy... I'll take the creepy undead."
Angel: "I am not creepy!"

Faith: [ Said with overenthusiasm, at her new job ] "Hi. I'm Faith. Ex-convict! How may I help you?"

Quinn: "It's complicated."
Angel: "Complicated? We do complicated. What's the problem?"

Buffy: [ On Spike ] "He plays dirty. And I can play dirty too. I'm going to, fix his dvd player so everything plays in French - I can't wait to hear, 'wah, why can't I understand what the Incredibles are saying?' boo hoo! Also, I'm going to spike all of his blood with lemon. Ooh, I'm going to hit him where it hurts - I'm going to insult his hair."

Payton: "Alright, alright. We don't allow hostages to exchange bitter words with people who just got out of a coma. So, either shut it or deal with the rope-filled consequences."

Anya: "Yes, hello. I'm Anya. I am a very nice person and I can teach you alot. About money, ancient artifacts, the best position in sexual intercourse." Small laugh, a hand coming to slap her thigh and then she noticed they were all staring at her. "I'm going to go make a sandwich." And she was off.

Xander: "Cereal. So many types. All beautiful in their own way."

Buffy: "I thought you thought we were boring."
Ben: "I did think that at first, but then I saw a possesion thing going on in the middle of the lobby last time, and figured this was Grand Central Station for weird shit. Now that there are possible crazy, lesbian slayers running around, it makes me want to be here even more. - Speaking of, are there any crazy, easy slayers around? - because thats my kind of woman."

[About the bachelor party]
Doyle: No Ano-Movic Demons this time.
Payton: I don't know any to invite. Or know how to spell Anui-miac...or even know what the hell you're talking about!

Andrew: "Well, I'm back in Cleveland. It's nice here. Lots of new people. I still miss Warren and Johnathan. That time we held up the museum...good times. Me in the middle with a freeze ray, them on my sides, holding off the police, as I threw up the ray and screamed, "Top of the world, ma!" Good times. Good times. But, naturally, I'm good now. A watcher. Watching. Waiting. Ready to strike at a moment's notice like a...like a...like a cat of some kind."

Cordelia: "That was every color of wrong."

Buffy: "She has a brother? No one keeps me updated on anything! For all I know Dawn is flunking out of school, Giles is engaged to Hilary Duff, Spike's become a brunette, and Ugg boots are back in style. ...It's hard to keep up with everything. But, I'm used to the pace. I keep up, even in my heels."

Angel: "I have this thing about pretentious scumbags. I just gotta punch them in the face a couple of times. It helps me sleep."

Angel: Turning to view the two of them go to town on Derak, Angel couldn't help but shake his head. "Spike and I...we're uh...doing that thing you always wanted us to do. Bonding. He's playing one of his silly game systems with Gwen right now..awfully violent. I can't believe they sell this trash to kids." A terrible lie. Turning around, he began to walk a little ways off from the two of them so the screams of, 'DIE, DERAK, DIE!' wouldn't be heard.
Spike: He nodded and wiped his face off again with his coat and went back with the pliers to what was left of his lips to stop or at least muffle the screaming. "Where'd Angel go?"
Buffy: "You're bonding?" she repeated, dubiously. "Your method of bonding doesn't include beating him senseless, does it? Cause that was only funny the one time."

Xander: "Unfortunately my form is flawed. I lack the hutspah, and the coordination." He would lunge forward, and stab into the vampire's heart finally. "Luckily I've got blind luck down."

Buffy: "Will you sit up?"
Spike: "Get a soul, save the world, love me, be a better man, now sit up... Is there anything I won't do for you?" He went ahead and sat up for her.

Faith: "Why's Angel torturin' things anyway? Figured he'd try to stay away from that."
Hana: "They tortured him brutally anyway...and yeah, I thought he...had a soul? He seems so nice."
Buffy: "That's what I'd like to know. Well. He says he blames him for Fred's injury."
Faith: "Well - with that goin' on, and Spike around... pitchin' in, there's bound to be a little heat here and there, I'd be surprised if those two didn't get so turned on they hopped each other. You might wanna start worryin', B."
Buffy: "Thanks for that."
Faith: "S'what I'm here for."

DJ: "Let's make a deal..." she grinned that sly I've-got-a-plan grin, and held out her hand.
Gwen: "Ohh no, I am not going to like this." She smirked and smacked her hand to her face. She held out her gloved hand and said, "Lets hear it anyway."
DJ: Catching Gwen's hand in hers, she smirked. "The next time I see Riley, I'll ask him out on a real date... IF you do the same with Spike."
Gwen: Gwen's mouth dropped as wide as it would go as her eyes bugged out and gave a funny wheezy gasp. "Whaa?!" Was all she managed to get out.
DJ: "You heard me, Princess."
Gwen: "Now normally I am a pretty ballsy gal but I don't even know Spike. Last time we talked we got drunk and he went all frozen. Shouldn't I give it some more time?" She tried to regain some composure.
DJ: DJ gave a shrug. "Well you could, but I'm not asking Riley until you ask Spike. Do you really want me to be alone forever?"
Gwen: "Ohh lord why am I nice to you?" She said with a sarcastic smile slinging herself backwards onto her back.
DJ: "Because I'm cute and cuddly and fluffy," she answered with a smile.

Teo: "Using Vanilla Ice to insult me? 1992 called, Nik. They want their pop-culture references back."

Buffy: "I've been feeling a bit like slack-girl lately. Mostly because I see responsibilities falling to those around me. And let's face it - I'm used to being in charge. Take the scenario with Angel going to see the Oracles. He told me in his oh-so reasonable voice that I wasn't needed for the mission. That bruised a bit. It hurts to have a perso- a (n) (ensouled) vampire tell you that you're not needed. But it's okay, you know me. I walk it off. ...Or, okay. I chase down a vampire half my size -Atkins anyone? - throw him down off a bridge, jump down into the water myself, chase him as he runs through the river, then kick him strategically down onto a piece of driftwood lodged in the sand in the bottom of the river. Cause that's just what I do. And that's how I found myself walking down this dark street of Cleveland looking like a drowned sewer rat. Not my most glamorous look. River water can't be good for your hair or skin. And I probably broke a nail. And I know I pulled a muscle. But hey, that's the job."

Angel: "I love you. That's been true from the moment I saw you, and that's never going to change. It wasn't Whistler, it wasn't the Powers, it wasn't the mission...it was you who made me want to drag myself out of the dumpsters and make something of myself I could some day, maybe, be proud of. Everything about me that I'm proud of instead of disgusted by comes back to you. And that's gonna be with me as long as I'm around, whether it's another day, or another century, or however long I've got. I mean...I came back from hell because of you. Let's not gloss that over. I'm just saying, my not wanting it has nothing to do with why I hold back. I came back from hell because of you. The problem is...that's not the exception; it's the rule. I work in grand gestures. Saving your life, saving the world...I'm glad I did those things. But there has to be more to it than that. The little things. These hands are always going to be cold. This heart is never going to beat. And there are a hundred more things like that, abstract and tangible that no amount of love, or yearning from me will ever be able to change."

Cordy: Cordelia was done hiding as soon as more electricity was sent out to Riley. "Yeah, I'm wanting to avoid that at all costs." She clung to Payton.
Anya: Anya was clinging too, all the girls were on Payton, hugging on his manly arms.
Shay: Well, obviously, all physical attempts were futile. Shaking his head in frustration, the warlock lowered the sword, knowing now that it could do as much damage as a plastic fork. "Guys! Get off! And Anya, Jesus! What the hell do you not understand about staying down?"

Vaugne: "I didn't hurt him... I just kinda... pushed him away."
Rosa: "With your slayer strength no doubt."
Vaugne: "I forget about that part..."

Payton: "You might wanna get dressed. You'll wanna look your best for the whole epic battle where I, being good, conquers you, the slutty force of evil."

Wes: "Anya, would you be so kind as to go put back this book for us?" He handed Anya the Slimey Slimeyak book.
Anya: "You have legs." She handed it back to him.

Xander: "I was watching that. Who can resist Nazi subliminal messages mixed with moral standards, theme parks, and talking crickets..."

Anya: "Silence, you little monkey."

Sinead: "And who the hell is 'Bob' by the way?"
Faith: "My showerhead."

[ After defeating zombies ]
Nik: "So...I take it we're off to find the cause?"
Buffy: "Zombies have a cause? Like..veganism?"

Spike: "You smell that, slayer?... Its fear. Whole room here is thick with it...it's in this blood...it hangs from the walls."

Spike: He flicked some rubbish from his coat and glanced to the harpoon gun again and shrugged. Looking back to the rest of the 'team'. "You two are gonna toss me in aren't you?"
Angel: "I'm not that childish, Spike." Angel had turned to start walking away, figuring the other vampire would believe him. Then he came rushing back, tackling him from the side. When they surfaced, Angel gave Spike a hard right hand to the jaw, his left hand grabbing him by the neck and dunking him once more. When he surfaced again, Angel was already on his way back to solid ground. "That's for pulling a stake on me."

Payton: "Yeah, l'm with Spike on that one. And...you can't tell anyone that I agreed with him."

Andrew: "No! You're just...mean now, Spike. You're not cool. You're evil. As evil as The Wachowski Brothers for making 2 more Matrix movies."

Buffy: "Don't do that."
Xander: "Pft. You're not my real mom!"
Liv: "Yes...she's in fact your fake mom."
Buffy, muttering: "I don't wanna be the mom...I'm not old..."
Rosa: "If she was I don't think she would hesitate to bring you over her knee."
Nikolas: "He might like that"

Payton: "Willow, Lorrana. Lorrana, Willow. I'm just such a good introducer."

Payton: "Bye!" He gave a friendly smile as Aria left, and immediately turned back to Buffy. "What are you waiting for! She's gone! Throw it out before you know, it turns into some kind of man-eating gem-person!"
Anya: "No! Let me wear it first!"
Buffy: "You guys, what if it actually IS important?"
Anya: "Nu! I -wanna- wear it. it's pretty!"
Angel: He continued his way into the center of the lobby. "Um...kay. What's going on?"
Payton: "Since when do the Senior Partners give us something important Buffy? Other than something important to our emminant doom?"
Buffy: She tossed the gem to Angel. "We got a present. Check it."
Anya: "..Well, it's still pretty-" She watched Buffy throw Angel the necklace. "..You're letting him wear it!"
Angel: He caught it with his left hand, turning it over briefly and giving it a cursory examination. His expert opinion? "It's purple."
Joey: "It would bring out his eyes."
Buffy: He's not going to *wear* it. She gave him a dubious look, making sure - ...Are you?"

Cordelia: "I can't help but notice..." She stood up from her chair and paused. How would she say this...hmm. "How so very not dead you are." She pointed out the obvious. Besides her visions, that was her gift.

[ As the girls are researching ]
Buffy: She read off the results from the screen, "The ultimate Harry Potter resource, Lose weight with green tea, National scavenger hunt on President Bush's birthday, Mars: a different look at the red planet...Well, this is helpful. If Harry Potter was real maybe we could call him up and ask him to help us out."
DJ: "I already said Google was the devil. You just didn't listen." she replied with a shrug.
Faith: When she heard the 'If Harry Potter was real', Faith shut the Harry Potter book she was looking through. "Oh."

Payton: "No! I wanna join in on the violence bandwagon too! With extra violence."

Cordelia: Cordelia was scanning through one of Wes' books. In search of a particular Hokmar demon. She needed to learn how to kill it because apparently one was stalking a client. "Oh ew! Insert sword where?"


Cordelia: "I'd ask what you are doing here but I know that where ever Buffy is her lambs are sure to go."

Buffy: "I'm sure I won't be able to stop Giles and Wes from eventually telling her everything about demons and stuff. Given what I am. She should know. I mean, we can hide it from her for a while, but then she'd probably just be suspicious and resent us. Plus, her dad is a freaking vampire...guess we should mention that."
Faith: "D'you really think that your kid would report you? Besides, what would she say? 'So, my dad is a vampire, but he only drinks pigsblood, promise. And mom spends most nights out walking around, poking things. And my Uncle Giles and Uncle Wes are really weird and tell me weird things about demons. But my Aunt Faith's a total badass and I really love her. Can I go live with her?'" Faith grinned at the very idea. "Don't sweat it, B. If the kid grows up with demons and vamps and stuff, then she'll think the kids who don't have an undead dad are weird, not her."
Buffy: She followed Faith inside the local cemetery. It was eerily silent except for the voices of the two girls. But who knew what might be lurking in the shadows. "Why, in your imagination, does my little girl swear?" she asked with a smirk, clearly amused.
Faith: She looked at Buffy as if she were crazy for even asking such a question. "Because it's my imagination. Plus, you know that I'm gonna corrupt the shit outta her." She grinned, just riling Buffy as she loved to do. "Gonna give her her first smoke, her first drink, give her her first condom...Man, I'm gonna be the best crazy aunt ever."

[ After the girls had been badly beaten by demons when they'd lost their powers, only gaining the upper hand by teamwork and hard work - like a very violent after school special. ]
Buffy: "I have an idea."
Faith: "We all get wasted?"
DJ: DJ agreed. Emphatically. "Oh please agree with Faith."
::Flash forward to a few minutes later. The four girls sat in the hot tub, letting the warm water help heal their sores. Bottles of tequila were on the table nex to the hot tub. All of them were laughing as best they could, rehashing the moments they remembered from the fight.::
Buffy: "- No, but when I saw Dj take that hit, I was sure she was going to break in half. But she came up swinging."
DJ: DJ sighed and reached for her bottle of tequila, tilting it up to her lips. She chuckled, looking at the other three bruised and battered Slayers. "Yeah well... I've taken some bad hits before... but that one takes the cake, the icing, and the little figurine on top. That one hurt. And that stupid thing broke my arm. You see Faith go headfirst out the door?"
Faith: "Anyone ever get thrown against a ceiling before?"
Buffy: She held her non-hurt hand out for the bottle. It was raised a bit in a toast before she put it to her lips, and sallowed. "Solidarity, sisters."
Liv: Livia frowned as she poured alcohol over her shoulder wound. "Does anyone else agree with me, when I say, being a slayer kicks major ass and I want my powers back?"
DJ: "I have to agree with Livvie. I want my powers back."
Buffy: "Okay, but isn't it cool how our minds like, meshed? It was like I knew what you were thinking." A pointed look was given to Faith. "And you, my friend, think some very dirty thoughts."

Buffy: "Yea, I know my way around a demon. [punches the air ] Well, right through them."

Anu: You will learn not to interfere in my affairs.
Angel: Anu, I haven't even learned to program my VCR.

Xander: "So what I'd really like to know is... how does it feel to get your ass kicked by the Zeppo?"

Spike: [ Pretending he'd been ensouled ] "I got my soul back! Lemon pie for all!"

Faith: "She tried to kill me for a guy that left her the day after. But when I woke up, I stole her body and fucked her boyfriend. Called it even."

Willow: [ After her room had been trashed during a spell ] "Oh, hey Buffy! I, uh, was just studying. When they say hit the books, I take it literally. Only I didn't expect the study material to retaliate."

Cordelia: "It seems to be a strange free night." She paused. "But in all fairness, it is early. I'm sure doom and chaos aren't far behind."

Buffy: "Hunting rodents again?"
Payton: "Oh it's escalated from hunting into a mission of vengeance."

Oz: "I think the word Detective fits Angel more than the word "vamp." It makes him sound angsty."
Payton: "Yeah, it sorta makes him looks like the time that sits in a darkened room, lit only by firelight, brooding over a good novel. Oh wait! Angel does do that! And more than twice a week!"
Gunn: "Well if that's his thing..."

Buffy: "Ow, with a side of ow! And that's not what I ordered."

Buffy:"We don't know where they are."
Anya: "They could be dead,"she informed Buffy. Oh! How she was helping!

Teo: "I'm looking for a demon. His name's Zeromos. You heard of him?"
Buffy. "Can't say I have. And can't say I want to." She was honest. A long sigh escaped her lips. "Is he about to pull a big bad stunt in an attempt to destroy the world?"
Teo: "He's not that strong... not yet anyways." He shook his head and sighed. "That's why I have to find him and destroy him immediately."
Anya: "And we hope you find him and do what you gotta do." Head turning to Buffy. "Can we go now? I'm cold..."
Nik: "And I'm hungry..."
Anya: "When aren't you hungry?''
Nik: "When I'm having sex"
Anya: "Pft! Like that's any excitement.''
Nik: "You weren't complaining."
Buffy: "Children, please." She paused, then continued to talk to Teo about the subject at hand. "So he's got world destroyin' on his agenda, then?"
Teo: "Of course... doesn't any big bad dream of taking the world over or destroying it?"
Buffy: "She shrugged, sarcastically commenting, "Sometimes some of them get really into tivo."

Andrew: "I decided to go to the Common Grounds for a cup of chocolate milk last night. What's with that name, anyway? Common Grounds. I mean, I get the pun, but under that logic, then it's also saying that the coffee grounds are common. Basic. Not special or anything. That's not good. It's a really bad name for a coffee place when you think about it. Central Perk was much better. You know, from Friends? Central Perk is a great name for a coffee place. Common Grounds is...well, if Timothy Dalton were here, he'd use his license to kill on it."

Faith: "And tell the world about our indoor camping, why don't ya? Maybe we should copyright it."
Sinead: "It's camping, Faith. Inside. Who doesn't know?"
Faith: "No one asked you to get smart."
Sinead: "True- but it comes natural."

Payton: "Do I have 'use me for all your mystical messes' on my forehead? Because I thought I got that signed removed!"

Teo: "I'll follow your scent back to the hotel. I've got some things I need to get..."'
Nik: "See Anya? You *do* smell bad."
Teo: "Actually, you're the one that's bringing the funk, brother."
Buffy: "Are you sure you don't, need, help?" She pushed Anya forward. "She's very helpful!"
Anya: "Hey! I think you meant Buffy.'' She looked at her, a weak smile appearing on her lips. "Sorry...just you're the only one here to shift the blame too." She then laughed when she heard Teo. "Ha!"
Nik: "He's pushing his luck." He quirked a brow. "Buffy, can I maul him for that one?"
Buffy: "I think sicking Anya on him is bad enough."

Buffy: "Officially not dead, is my current status. So I'm doing good. Not as good as that bitch, Georgia, would have liked. She probably wanted us all dead. That's just rude."

Angel: [ To Buffy, upon answering his cell phone. ] "God damn it, Spike! For the last time, yes, I can still hear you!"

Faith: "We both wanted to destroy the world? Great bonding material."

[ After the three go meet back after splitting up to suss out some info at the bar ]
Nik: "I got some info."
Buffy: "Great, cause Anya came back with nothing but a missing undergarment."
Anya: "Hey! The man was hot. That was enough for me."

Willow: "Faith already claimed the 'cool aunt' title? I thought I had dibs. Oh well, I guess I'll settle for the 'humble gay aunt'."

Spike: "Its always good to be the better man, people say. Turn the other cheek..take it with a grain of salt..all that rubbish. You come here to pick a fight...cross some words,and you use Buffy to do it? Big man. You must really care about her to use her like that." He stood up from the stool and knocked back the rest of his beer and began to move toward the door. "Always good to be the better man." He turned to face Sean. "But I'm just Spike."

Buffy: [ To a vamp she's just staked ]"That'll teach you to insult Dorthy Hamil."

Nik: "Blood drive." He looked to Buffy. "Sounds like one big emo fest if you ask me. Bunch of people hanging around making themselves bleed."
Kezzie: "Yeah you know, Nik. The Red Cross? Just a front. They're all emo in there. They're not trying to save lives."
Nik: "I swear if I hear one My Chemical Romance song I'm bringing the Red Cross down."
Teo: "I'll shove Dashboard Confessional CDs into orifices they'll wish they didn't have."

Nik: "...and..." He looked at the flyer. "It's not the Red Cross that's sponsering this blood drive." He gave a unsurprised look. "Wolfram and Hart is..."
Buffy: "Then it's definetly our target."
Anya: "...When did Wolfram & Hart start caring?" She waited, and everyone gave her a look. "Oh...they're not."

Xander: "Look Kim, your going to have to face that you've got some crazy super powers. I mean you can't kill things by looking at them breathing on them, from across the room with no hands. But that's over-rated--and I'm not helping am I?"

Faith: "You know, now that he's dead, I think I should've slept with him that second time. It'd have made his death less painful."
Sin: "I'll risk saying he coulda gone out with a bang."

Doyle: [ To a vampire ] "See, the big difference between you and I, is that I have a cross." Doyle produces a cross. The vampire hits his wrist knocking it away. "Second difference, I'm the one who's scared."

Dawn: "I remember a time when mom made chocolate chip cookies, and dad pushed us in the swing. And...wait, that's somebody else's childhood. Ours was full of demons. I keep forgetting."

Hana: "No, no, I appreciate you wanting to help...it means a lot, everyone here has been really helpful."
Tara: "Obviously you haven't met Anya and Spike."

Fred: "What about a mobile? Can we get a mobile? I always wanted one that played music...twinkle twinkle or musetta's waltz or something..."
Angel: "You can get anything you'd like, Fred."
Fred: "Or Queen. there's nothing like teaching the classic's early on."

Lindsey: "William...you got you're redemption...lets say I'm working on mine."

Autumn: She stepped back, coughing. "I think anyone in a 50 mile radius could smell me, what is that, essence of whore?"

Buffy: "That demon last week came out of no where. Literally. He could turn invisible. How fair is that?!"

Anya as Buffy: "Oh! I am! I am ethiopian Buffy Anne Summers who has so much sexual tension I could explode!"
Buffy as Anya: "And I'm Anya, I talk funny, and have my nipple pierced, secretly!"
Anya as Buffy: "Better than having loads of sexual tension!"
Buffy as Anya: "Faith, hand me that needle, I'm piercing her other one!"

Charlotte: "I'll kill you!" She bellowed. "It'll be pretty! You'll look good in crimson!"
Carter: "As great as I may look in... crimson, the price is just alittle to rich for my tastes."

Xander: "Oh I'm oozing with readiness. My readiness is palpable."

Payton: "Listen, we've gone over this. I dance because it's fun, not because I can!"

Anya: "Oh...um, er...hi. Really scary vampire. Listen. I'm going to run away now, yes, back the way I came. If you catch me I'll be sure to scream." Anya would quickly turn around and start to run.

Liv: "Something not normal has been going on."
Faith: "What are we, surprised?"

Buffy: "Are you crazy? A crazy boy living in crazy land, in which crazy is all the rage?"

Anya: "I'm Anya, come, let's go find somewhere to not get killed."
Colleen: "That'd be nice."
Anya:"Yes, I wish not be to killed. Been there, done that." She started off toward the kitchen. "We'll be safe in the kitchen since there is food, plus many sharp knives which we can use to stab things."
Colleen: "Stab things? Is stabbing things in the job description?"
Anya: "If you haven't stabbed anything before then you should just picture something else, like, pretend your stabbing someone you hate when you're driving that sharp end into a very nasty demon's stomach. I picture Buffy giving me that look she gives when I know I said something wrong. It helps. Wait, you do know about monsters and other hideous things, right?"
Colleen: "I know that vampires are real. And no one knows about Miss Cleo. Are you a slayer too?"
Anya: "Ex vengeance demon. over a thousand years I brought vengeance to men who were unfaithful...yada yada yada involves grusome torture, exploding of organs, really gross stuff, kay?"
Colleen: "So, you're staying exploding-organ-free these days, right?"

Willow: "Giles, it's Spike. I think I've learned that he's one of the most unpredictable Vampires out there. Except for Angel. Ya know, lost my soul, got my soul? That game got really surprising after a while..."

Angel: "Y'know, I can't actually deflect bullets, so much as stop them with my internal organs. Which isn't fun."


Dawn: "At least I don't need dental work." A hush swept over the crowd of vampires. "Yeah, that's all I got." She ran in the opposite direction.

Aria: "I'm from Wolfram and Hart. Liason to the Senior partners. Newly appointed. The old one...well...let's just say that the old one didn't get along with mangement very well."

Xander: He stepped back out of the closet, holding up a little board game with dust all over it, putting it on display. This game was called. That's right. "Operation!", He stared at it for a minute. "Think about it....big naked white dude. ...who get's his freaky deekies by being manhandled with plyers....We lived a charmed childhood.."

Giles: "Spike lost his soul?" Buffy: "Yes, he's souless boy now. Not so much singing with the choir as much as ...well, eating it..."

Colleen: "Starting to think everyone's crazy."
Anya: "Buffy was, once."
Colleen: "Just once?"
Anya: "Well, maybe more than that."

Spike: "Too bad you don't know a good thing when it's stalking you compulsively."

Buffy: "We're going to try to find him before the cops do. I just don't know how I'm going to do that - er, we. You can help. I'm assuming you want to..." A heavy sigh. "I'm headed back to the hotel now. I'm hoping he might try to contact us. I'll be there soon, okay?"
Anya: "Of course I'll help. This is Xander we're speaking of. Hurry up. Run with your fast Slayer speed. Watch out for cars and don't get side tracked by cake."

Tara: "You're going to be a mean old lady with at least 2 dozen cats. I can tell."
Anya: "That's Buffy's future. Not mine."

Anya: "Carter. Something terrible has happened."
Carter: Right away, his face grew somber right away his Anya's words hit the air around him. He took a step closer to her and placed a hand on her shoulder... his eyes holding tight to hers." Is it... is it that we are out of cheetos?" His voice was fearful.
Anya: "....We're out of cheetos? Oh God!" He had made her mind wonder away from what really was going on. She shook her head, giving him a serious expression. "No. Not that. One of the people that live here killed somebody."

Jackson: "I mean how much training could be involved for that? Point bazooka, shoot bazooka. Bye, bye demon."

Buffy: "I take it you just want to recover, after the attack on your life."
Fred: Oh that? I'm fine...but I wanted to thank you...and make sure you and Faith were alright...I dont know what I woulda done..besides die 'n' all..."

Buffy [ about Anya ]: "She's being annoying. And loud."
Payton: "Those are like her hobbies. That and the whole thing where she takes naked pictures of people."

Willow: "And I don't think orange juice should be a dark brown...hence the orangey-ness of its name..."

Angel: "Is there a catalogue for ordering incompetent henchmen?"

Cordelia: "Got these 30% off at Macy's." She too glanced down at her shoes. "I had to fight off a teenager in a wheelchair but in the end where was she really going in them?"

Wes: Wesley got up from the desk and headed over towards Angel. "Would you mind picking up something for me? It's a rare Nugledeon artifact. It might be useful in battle situations... Or well... A nice dashboard ornament."

Faith: "Unfortunately for me, I gotta know all of these people."

Blaine: "The Partners decided the last liaison was getting too soft. And so, now I'm here. And things are about to get a lot worse. You see, I don't make deals. I make demands."

Buffy: [ To Angel ] "I just thought, you know, lure them out with how pretty I am, then use the heels to gouge their eyes out? Interesting new method, I'll be trying it out for awhile. I'll let you know how it goes, although it's doubtful it's a method you can employ, being that you ...don't really wear heels. Unless you do in secret. In which case I'd really not like to know about that."

Doyle: [ When he learned Spike lost his soul ] "So, I'm going to run. I hear Antarctica's sunny 6 months out of the year."

Anya: "Xander's not capable of killing. He can barely work the microwave."

Buffy: "Pregnancy gives you the -weirdest- cravings," she said, pointing to her bowl of pickles and icecream as she put it on the coffee table in front of them. "Try not to gag, I'm sorry if I gross you out. Which, sounds a lot like something word for word Dawn said to me when she was giving me a tour of her room the other day."

Faith: Accidentally hits Buffy in the head with a pool stick.
Buffy: Drops chopsticks and gives an angry glare. "You did that on purpose."
Faith: "No. I did this on purpose." She hit her in the head again. Just not as hard.

Anya: Anya was in the lobby of the hotel, having a bowl in front of her which held an apple. She brought forth the small kitchen knife in her hand that she would use to cut it into pieces but before she smirked. "Hmm. My relationships suck but not as bad as someone else I know. "She would bring the apple to her knee, pretending to be Buffy. "Oh, Angel. I haven't seen you in SO long. I'm lonely and I can't get any." She would bring the knife over to her other knee her voice deepening. "Oh Buffy. I understand your pain. I for one haven't had intercourse in so long. If I lost parts from lack of usage. I'd be nothing more but a ken doll." She would bring both the knife and apple closer. Her voice going soft again. "Oh Angel! We can just be together! I might be very skinny and you could break me in half easily but I'm eating lots and soon I shall be obese." She giggled. Finding this funny. "Oh, Buffy. Hold me! Let me rest my head in your bosom even though there is nothing there!"
Payton: It was freezing outside, and slightly flurrying as he walked through the glass doors that lead into the Cavalier. "I...I...got your stupid lights, " Said the warlock, shivering slightly as he laid the box down on one of the nearby tables. "And I'd like to say that I hate middle aged women in outlet stores. I almost got maced twice for even going near the shelves." He took off the fur lined corduroy jacket and threw it onto a couch, and then collapased onto it.
Anya: She right away stopped this entire Angel/Buffy thing and began to peel the skin off her apple. Listening and answering Payton. "...Oh, that's nice."
Payton: "No...no it's not. Do you even listen when I talk?"

Spike: [To Willow] "Wow, really astonishing that 'yer the same git who was hidin' from me in a broom closet when I raided Sunnyhell High. Astonishing that I'm the same git who, in turn, raided Sunnyhell High. But yeah, weren't you the shy cutesy girl of the original Scooby clan? You know, Daphne with super-powers, Velma, and...Harris was Scooby. And I swear, I would have burned that bleeding town to ashes, if it wasn't for you meddlin' kids."

Fred: "It's gunna be good Wes...just wait and see. It's gunna be amazing..." Wes: "Amazing? Me and you darling, can?t be anything else."

Buffy: "These things are so weird. They all have weird names. ...Uh..I don't know what they are, but I know they're weird."
Xander: "That there is a 38i Bolter Wrench from Stelk-co...It twists things really good. Oh, and the bashing...it does that too."

Anya: "At that time I was bringing vengeance on a local village. Ah, Evisceration..."

Anya: "You're bleeding. We need to get out of here, the police are coming to take you away. Everyone is trying to figure out what happened and how to fix this."
Xander: "Oh yeah. Fix it....Hey officer, I'm not the homicidal pirate you think I am...let's cuddle?"

Buffy: "Alright, so you know my name, you know where I work, you know I'm a slayer, and you know I'm pregnant. ...Geez. Where'd they post that bulletin? Wacky news weekly?"

Anya: "Were the monks hot?"
Willow: "Not unless you consider middle aged-bald-overweight-peace loving-bad dressing-boring-as-all-Hecate men sexy ...Which you might. I don't judge."

Buffy: "We'll have to train you." Jackson: "Train? Yeah I guess I can do that....if that means I get to blow the hell out of Big Red." Buffy: She was confused. "Why are you talking about gum?" Jackson: "Huh?" It took him a second to catch up. "Oh. The demon. He's big. And red." He paused. "Big red."

Hailey: "Do you like your job, Aria?"
Aria: "I'm not supposed to like my job. I'm just supposed to do it. And I do. I do it well. Better than anyone else could. And that's how I've kept it."

Anya: [ Asking Kezzie to see Harry Potter with her ] "Anyway....I was wondering. There is this movie coming out, about this wizard. Has a dragon in it..and uh...oh, his pet owl. Oh, of course magic and an evil plot. Since there really isn't much to do I suppose we could go watch it...together since I really don't like going places by myself."

Spike: "Sounds stupid. I'm in."

Buffy: "I've seen a million things I never thought I'd see... giant snakes, possessions, kittens being used for poker..."

[ Upstairs ]
Xander: "You know what?...your right...I shouldn't expect anything....nothing from you..." he said, leaning back on the bed. "What did you expect me to say Anya?...good job!...I hope you enjoy spending time with what is probably a dick with legs and a smiley face?"
Anya: "This was a mistake. Coming to talk to you was a mistake!" Tears fell from those eyes, rolling down those cheeks. The anger and pain being shown in those once soft features of her.
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[Downstairs ]
Buffy: "What's it say, anything about a sacrifice?"
Sin "Um - yeah. The two headed snake Oezactl was a tool used by the Mayans..." looks to Buffy - then back to the book. "...to keep the link with the other world, the world of mystic energy Power - so that they could tap from that energy and become more powerful. Whatever that means." Sin shrugged. "Here." She gave the book to Buffy.
Faith: "Two headed snake? Sounds fun."
Sin: "For you, maybe." Sin held back a laugh.
Faith: "Sarcasm. Look into it."
Sin: "Did. Mastered it." Sin shot back - then paid attention to Buffy. Sure as hell Buffy would give her and Faith a death glare if they quipped during this.
Buffy: She looked down at the book. Then looked up in concern. "Guys...we have a problem" She corrected herself, "another problem. ..."The person, the one who does the ritual, which is Xander, is made to go insane and kill themselves after performing it." A pause. "And he's upstairs talking to Anya." If that wouldn't make someone want to kill themselves, what would? In a frenzy of comical panic, Sin, Faith, and Buffy up the stairs and to Xander's room. Buffy flings the door open, the two girls behind her. "Don't do it!"she cried out.
Xander: And the heated argument between Anya and Xander was interupted by a gallant Buffy. He would look to her. "We are NOT going to "do" it!"
Buffy: Buffy tackled Xander, just in case.

Dawn: "Why can't I wander outside? The rest of Cleveland's population is wandering around outside."
Buffy: "The rest of Cleveland can go get killed, but you can't. You have homework."

Anya: "But Giles is old...if I wait any longer he'll die."

Buffy: "Guys are dumb. No offense."
Xander: "None taken. See...I used to take a stand for my gender...now? Not so much. I mean...did you see what Brad Pitt did to Jennifer Aniston?...I'm half-way feminist."

Fred: She frowned. No, she glared, down right angry at that. "It makes it easier for you, I know it does. if you can classify yourself as a monster then you dont have to hold yourself up to the same standard as you would good people...but you ARE a good person, no matter what you say, what label you put on yourself, you're good...and you can give her a life full of love and devotion and that's the most any of us can ever hope for...." her face softened. "Listen...I'll make you a deal. You swear to me on every Taco in Ohio that you wont give up on Buffy...and I promise I'll..." She looked around the room for inspiration before looking back to him. "I'll name my first born after you. and make you his god-daddy and everything..."
Angel: Angel glanced back at her. Yep, even with a hint of a smile. That'd gotten his attention. He sighed a little, shaking his head. "Ah, what the hell. I can face an insurmountable legion of bloodthirsty hellspawn determined to wipe me off the face of the planet. Buffy Summers should be right up my alley..."
Fred: "Might want to leave out that comparison while you're wooing her..." She grinned and took another bite out of her taco.
Angel: "What? And hinder my natural romantic ability...?"

Faith: "I feel wicked uncomfortable when I'm not ripping out the spinal cord of a world-ending, acid-spitting demon, y'know?"

Rosalina: "I killed his father, back in Los Angeles. He murdered my parents. I took revenge. I did what I had to do.What I did wasn't out of good or evil. It was for me, for my own purpose. He wants revenge for what he did to me, I paid him back. I killed the only thing he had in this life that he could call family. Do you understand that?"
Aria: "I do understand. And I get what you did," she said in a soft, serious voice. "Revenge is something I understand in perfect clarity. I understand it in the sense that I get that there is nothing logical about it. It's madness. There's blame, and those who need to take it. Pay for what they did. I'm a fan of revenge. I'm thinking of printing up bumper stickers for it, but, that's just so tacky." Inhale. Exhale. "Problem is, now he wants revenge on you. Revenge is really an exhaustive circle. If no one played the game, it'd stop the wheel. Who wants that? I mean, even you do-gooders - you think you're so pure of heart. But you want revenge, the same as any of us. It's a gut instinct. It's primal. And if it doesn't kill you, it really let's you know you're alive."

Willow: "So how are things? How's the gang? What's new? And can I ask a million questions or what? Should I stop? And that was another question. I'll stop. But you, you answer."

Giles: "Anya, do be helpful and SHUT UP!"

Spike: "Hello? Creature of the night here, pet. I don't play with your fancy schmancy high tech toys, I'm beyond that. Beyond this mortal coil. I'm a-- -His cellphone rings to the tune of the Friends theme song- That..." He clicked it off. "I'll take it later."

Cordelia: [ To Angel ] "Besides, I figure if I bitch enough you will use that vampire strength to totally give me a piggy back ride." She paused. "Not that it would take a man of exceptional strength to carry me."

Anya: "Xander. We were attacked by...this thing in the mirror. It ruined my new bathroom!" She frowned lightly as she crossed those arms. "It hurt Xander and I ran."
Buffy: "Are you sure you weren't just looking at yourself in the mirror, An'?"

Anya: "I called you to say hello and that I'm sorry for turning you into a Crazy-Lesbian-Slayer."

Xander: "Thanks for reminding me, you half a malamar."

Xander: "At some point, why save me from myself? Seems fitting that I be the one to end it for me."
Fred: "Because..." She reached out to grab his shoulder, "Everyone needs to get saved sometimes...even from ourselves... especially from ourselves..."

Anya: "I'm coming to help you look for Xander. If a demon or something comes to kill you I'm most likely running away."
Charlotte: Charlotte turned to look at Anya. "You could at least throw a rock at it. Help a girl out."
Anya: "And piss it off and have it come after me? You are crazy."

Georgia: "I don't think you'd want me to explain why I'm here." She turned around, "It deals with that old cliche of me telling you, then you dying. You know that one, right?`` She smirked and noticed neither Willow or Payton was in the room, but she saw that Anyanka was there. Hmm, maybe she'd have a little fun with Buffy, in the "I'm gonna kick your ass" way.
Buffy: "Familar with that cliche. Never had anyone who could follow through on it." she replied briskly. "Am I going to have to escort, and I use that word loosley, you out?

Angel: "It's not that I don't like the company...well, yes it is. I don't like company."

Lilah: "Good...you're awake. I'd say this isn't going to hurt...but that'd be a lie and, gee, lying's wrong isn't it?" She grinned.

Anya: "But that means I would have to waste money on you...that's not fair. I'm as poor as trailer folk. I can't buy you anything! Wait--I'm poor? Oh no!"

Xander: "Well, I was reading Vogue magazine. I like to call it spying on the enemy."

Payton: "We don't bite." He looked to Angel and Spike. "Except for those two."

Giles: "Well, tolerable, I suppose. If nearly living with Spike, working with a mortal enemy, and being kidnapped all in one week is any sign of the norm around here...well..Yes, Im doing quite tolerable."

Tara: "Yeah. M-me, totally honest. No lies. Except that one when I was five. Yes, I broke the lamp."

Buffy: Well, we're all glad for you to be back, wait- did you stop to get highlights before you came here?" Anya: "Actually, yes...I went to get my hair done, to make it look pretty but I didn't have any money so I tried to talk my way out of it but that didn't work, so I ran."

Jackson: He laughed and almost stood up."Don't tease me. I'm anxious to get rid of this thing." He paused. "And, well, anxious to blow stuff up. That sounds fun."

Spike: "Glad to see you, Summers. And, I know, you're all taken aback with the me not being ashes and all, but there really are more pressing matters here. Angel made a boo boo and we need your help scraping it up. Also, he's been sleeping with a werewolf. How's the Bit?"

Buffy: "So, spill. What's your story? Or should I just wait to ask questions after I've gutted you?" Loki: "That’s not very nice, that gutting thing..." He gave a dismissive wave in her direction, "And here I am at least attempting to be some sort of gentleman. Walking you home, kissing your hand and no ‘Thank you. You’re a gorgeous man. Take me home with you?’"

Faith: "Oh, Great. A killing machine with a Ginsu knife attachment. Mother Nature must've been in a funny mood when she created this one."

Vaughn: "The people in this hotel are too pretty, we should make a calendar."

Teo: "So Nik, lemme ask you something, whenever you shapeshift, have you ever yelled 'It's Morphin' Time!'?"

Aria: "Name, rank, favorite torture device?"

Jack: "That's impressive, I can only go hand to hand with a slayer.
Payton: "Oh that's damn impressive. I'm still bruised from the last time I tried to steal a bag of Oreos from Buffy. Which by the way...is a bad idea."

Payton: "So, what are we planning on doing tonight? Getting stabbed? Stabbing others? Getting stabbed while stabbing others?"

Willow: "Not really the fashion queen. More like the fashion jester."

Buffy: "Death isn't like a wound that you can just bandaid and fix. You don't get better. You get...moldy...and rotten. ...he looks rather spry."