The New Watcher
Buffy's new Watcher brushed right past her and plopped himself down on the sofa.
"Hi, Buffy. Call me Uatu," he said. "Seems there's a big bad coming from space to eat the Earth. He'll have a whiny, bald, naked guy with him... on a surfboard. Whatever you do, don't engage him in conversation - he's kind of long-winded and boring. Anyway, I'd help out but I don't interfere in the ways of mankind, so looks like you're on your own... Well, go on, get slaying! Pass the potato chips, Xander. Toga party at eleven."