Entropy

Tara: So, this is kind of becoming a regular thing, you and me after class?
Willow: Uh, I didn't...
Tara: Only this time you stuck around.
Willow: Uh, um, various sounds of hesitation...
Tara: She's just a friend.
Willow: Friends are nice.
Tara: You rushed off before I could, you know, explain?
Willow: Well, officially I have to say I have no idea what you're talking about.
Tara: Unofficially?
Willow: [huge grin]

Buffy: Hey, how about the pet store? You didn't take anything from there, did you?
Dawn: A pocket full of goldfish. It didn't work out.

Xander: I'm just trying to be honest with you.
Anya: Yes, honesty now. Congratulations, Xander, on being honest now! I wonder what the medal will say!

Anya: I wish your intestines were tied in knots and ripped apart inside your lousy gut!
Xander: They are.
Anya: Really? Right now? Does it hurt?
Xander: God, yes. It hurts so bad, it's killing me. Anya, I love you. I want to make this work.
Anya: Those are metaphor intestines! You're not in any real pain! What is wrong with me?!

Dawn: Did we open a chain? Are we the international house of something?
Buffy: Nope, got up early, and it felt like a breakfast kind of morning. Okay, what kind of syrup do you want on your pancakes?
Dawn: Syrups have kinds?!

Dawn: What if, instead of you spending time with me, maybe I could hang out with you? Why don't I come patrolling with you tonight?
Buffy: Oh, and then? Maybe we could invite over some strangers and ask them to feed you candy.
Dawn: Well, you guys went patrolling every night when you were my age.
Buffy: True, but technically, you're one-and-a-half. See, I thought a little levity might... but okay, also, no.

Tara: Okay, wait, it was under her wig?
Willow: Well, it was this thing. It just came up from inside her head.
Tara: That's disgusting! What did it look like?
Willow: Well, let's put it this way. If I wasn't gay before... ?
Tara: God, this was after the invisible ray?
Willow: Yeah.
Tara: Okay, I'm gone for a couple months, and-
Willow: Ooh, did I tell you about the demon eggs?
Tara: See, now I know you're just trying to make me jealous.

Anya: Squish, squish, squish.

Tara: Well, I guess it's natural for guys to be interested in...
Anya: God, what kind of lesbians are you? If you love men so much, go love men!

Anya: My social circle is a little limited here. I mean, what am I supposed to do? Just stumble upon someone who doesn't give a fig's ass if Xander gets hurt?
[Spike enters]
Spike: Hey, I need a thing.

Halle: Anyanka, there's an easier way. Now I know you have this whole female power, take back the night thing, and I think that's cute. But I've been telling you for decades. Men need a little vengeance now and then too.

Anya: Next thing you know, I'm changing to please him. I care if he cares!
Spike: Right.
Anya: And I'm off my guard. Happy. Singing in the shower, doing my sexy dance.
Spike: Exactl-... I have no dance.

Spike: I have nothing but respect for a woman who's forthright. Drusilla was always straightforward. Didn't have a single buggering clue about what was going on in front of her, but she was straight about it.

Anya: You know I'm only doing this because I'm lonely and drunk and you smell really good.
Spike: See? Forthright.

Warren: Guys, we have to... oh, holy crap.
Jonathan: Oh my god.
Warren: What is that? Porn?
Jonathan: Oh my god.
Warren: Is that the camera in the Magic Box?
Jonathan: Oh my god.
Andrew: What are they... oh.
Warren: Is that...
Jonathan: Spike?
Andrew: He is so cool. And, I mean, the girl's hot too.
Warren: Dude.

Dawn: So this is it? This is the stuff you've been protecting me from? You and Spike?
Buffy: And a lot of monsters.

Tara: Things fall apart. They fall apart so hard... You can't ever put them back the way they were before... You know, it takes time. You can't just have coffee and expect... There's just so much to work through. Trust has to be built again, on both sides. You have to learn if we're even the same people we were, if you can fit in each other's lives. It's a long, important process, and can we just skip it? Can you just be kissing me now?

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