Buffy: I mean, that perfectly sculpted face. He’s prettier than a girl sometimes, she might be swayed…
Buffy: She isn’t making me eat anything, and I am actually one of those aliens that like like salad so that wouldn’t have been a problem for me. But if you want to bring me food, feel free- I’m not picky.
Faith: Hey, not arguing over here.
Faith: Normally I’d make you beg and ask nice, but it kinda loses the fun when you don’t really want it anyways. Unless it’s like, some jedi mind trick of yours.
Faith: Saint Faith, comin’ up with that weird three-color ice cream.
Buffy: Then I guess I’ll get right on confirmation from the resident lesbian.
Buffy: Well I am all Yoda like with the advice and words of wisdom today so I guess we’ll never know.
Buffy: Napoleonton. I think. Or something.

Buffy: You started it.
Buffy: But really, who wouldn’t? Except like lesbians and straight men, who I think maybe could be swayed. You just don’t resist an Adonis like that.
Faith: Oughta ask Willow. Somehow I don’t see her budging.
Faith: Speaking of, she makin’ you eat salad or something? I can do better.
Buffy: I mean, that perfectly sculpted face. He’s prettier than a girl sometimes, she might be swayed…
Buffy: She isn’t making me eat anything, and I am actually one of those aliens that like like salad so that wouldn’t have been a problem for me. But if you want to bring me food, feel free- I’m not picky.

Buffy: I don’t have to try, it just comes naturally to me.
Buffy: Well if I’m Sherlock, then you’re Jude Law. Which isn’t too bad because he’s one fine piece of man.
Faith: Two fucked up sides of the same coin.
Faith: Okay, B, if you’re gonna hit on me, don’t call me a dude.
Faith: But man would I take him for a ride.
Buffy: You started it.
Buffy: But really, who wouldn’t? Except like lesbians and straight men, who I think maybe could be swayed. You just don’t resist an Adonis like that.

Faith: Preach.
Buffy: Anyone else and it’d be “oh but buffy what about the long run? repression is bad”. But not you, Faith.
Buffy: I think maybe there are some things that other non-us people just can’t understand.
Faith: That’s me, reigning champ of good life decisions. Tryin’ to knock me down to second? It’s not gonna be easy.
Faith: No shit, Sherlock. You’re stuck with me.
Buffy: I don’t have to try, it just comes naturally to me.
Buffy: Well if I’m Sherlock, then you’re Jude Law. Which isn’t too bad because he’s one fine piece of man.

Buffy: You probably could’ve gotten away with that angle stuff. I sorta skipped more than half of my geometry classes back in high school.
Buffy: And I know, I don’t want to get sappy either. Hence the “ick”. I think I’ll just stick to my usual plan of shoving all my emotions down my throat and soldiering on.
Buffy: That’s always worked quite nicely in the short run.
Faith: Preach.
Buffy: Anyone else and it’d be “oh but buffy what about the long run? repression is bad”. But not you, Faith.
Buffy: I think maybe there are some things that other non-us people just can’t understand.

Buffy: Well I never would’ve wished for that if I was sober. I’m usually like uber careful with the w word, but then I was never careful enough where he was concerned. Anyways, low of a life as he was, he didn’t really deserve that.
Buffy: Ick. I’m getting all sappy. Drinking’d just make it worse. I keep forgetting that it tends to intensify my pain instead of dull it.
Faith: Yeah, yeah, I know, always possible to do a 360. …Wait, but that’d be a circle. Think I meant 180.
Faith: No one wants you to get sappy. Seriously.
Buffy: You probably could’ve gotten away with that angle stuff. I sorta skipped more than half of my geometry classes back in high school.
Buffy: And I know, I don’t want to get sappy either. Hence the “ick”. I think I’ll just stick to my usual plan of shoving all my emotions down my throat and soldiering on.
Buffy: That’s always worked quite nicely in the short run.