"Ohhh, my head..." Buffy slowly sat up, checking her surroundings as she stood up. Almost on instinct, she looked to see where Tara was, and saw the witch lying down, unconscious on the other side of the Magic Box sales floor. "Tara?" she asked, the concern in her voice evident. Running to her side, the Slayer grabbed onto her hand and began soothing the other woman, begging her to wake up.
"OK," replied a dumbfounded Xander, "that's new." Looking over to an equally astonished Willow, he asked, "Have you and Tara been spending quality, X-rated, time with Buffy and not telling me about it?"
"Xander..." replied Willow, giving her friend the familiar response to Xander-y comments that have crossed into the unacceptable. Not that the dirty looks she, Giles, and Anya were giving him weren't doing the job well enough.
"Again with the 'I miss Oz'," replied Xander. "I bet even Angel would have appreciated that one." After getting another round of glares, Xander added, "Or, maybe not. Is it OK if I shut up now?"
"For bullocks' sake, yes!" shouted Spike. "Wish I'd bit you when I had the chance."
Xander chose to ignore the comment as Tara woke up, with a passionate gaze in her eyes. Unlike every other time Xander had seen that look in Tara's eyes, it wasn't directed at Willow. It was directed at Buffy.