ONE
SCENE ONE
(Buffy goes over to see who Eileen was talking about)
Buffy: Oh. Hi.
Cordy: Everything in my life is terrible!
Buffy: (turning away, and calls Xander) It's for you.
Xander: (gets up and moves to the door) Cordelia?
Cordy: (taking out a tissue and dabbing her eyes gently) It's so good to
see you. Even Buffy.
Buffy: Thank you.
Eileen: Let's not forget me.
Cordy: I don't know who you are, but I really don't care, so it won't be
much of a problem. (blows her nose) I didn't know where to go … I took a cab
here, and I didn't have enough cash to pay him and his meter is running, and
… (bursts into tears) … I broke my mascara wand on the way over.
Eileen: Poor you.
Cordy: (to Eileen) You're still here? (Eileen scoffs and looks annoyed.
Cordelia turns back to Buffy and looks pleadingly.)
Buffy: So you want us to pay your cab fare.
Cordy: Yes. (blows her nose again… and pauses) Among other things.
Buffy: (rolls her eyes unsympathetically and gets her purse. Cordy quietly
mentions the amount and Buffy rolls her eyes again. She takes out the
money.) You'd better pay me back.
Cordy: Oh, I can't even think about money at a terrible time like this.
Buffy: But apparently you had a state of mind clear enough to ask me for
some. (hands the money to Xander) Xander will run down and give him the
money, and you can tell us all about your broken mascara wand.
Xander: Excuse me?
Buffy: You can't expect me to go all the way down, do you?
Xander: Um, yes I can. I sort of already did.
Eileen: (helpfully) I'll go with you! (takes Xander's hand)
Buffy: Bring him back in one piece. And no groping my fiancé. I mean it this
time.
Eileen: Like you could ever restrict me. (walks with Xander out the door)
Did I tell you that I'm much more attractive than Buffy ever could be? (they
both leave)
Cordy: (dabbing her eyes again) I thought you were marrying him.
Buffy: I am.
Cordy: And you let him go off with a strange woman just like that?
Buffy: Eileen is not a strange … never mind, forget that. She's my friend.
Cordy: (sniff) That's what they want you to think at first. (buries her head
in her hands) And then they come and destroy your once happy life and leave
a festering hole where your heart used to be.
Buffy: Oh dear, what happened now.
Cordy: (starts sobbing) Gregory left me!
Buffy: (stunned) What?
Cordy: (annoyed, but still sobbing) Are you hearing impaired? I said Gregory
left me! Do you want me to repeat my torment over and over again?
Buffy: Not really. What happened?
Cordy: He told me he loved me. And then he ran off with that slut Britney
Wallace… (wails) and she wears glasses! Dumped for a near-sighted ho.
(waves her tissue around) Just like that … three months of blissful marriage
… (whines) just gone…
Buffy: (comfortingly) He probably wasn't worth it anyway.
Cordy: (sadly) I know you don't like me very much …
Buffy: Where did you get an idea like that?
Cordy: I get these vibes. Don't worry I don't like you much either. (sniffs
repeatedly) But … since Doyle died… and then Angel … I've got no one left …
(wipes her nose) … well, except you, but I really didn't count you.
Buffy: Aha.
Cordy: (drying her eyes) I actually wanted to see Xander. He's more
therapeutic, I believe. No offence to you, of course, you were doing quite
well just now.
Buffy: (raises her eyebrows)Therapeutic?
Cordy: Oh, I hope you didn't think I was out of line. I mean, he is your
fiancé. I didn't mean to cross over that whole other … area. I mean …
Buffy: (interrupts) Never mind… I think you need a nice cup of … coffee or
tea or something … you look pretty … (searches for a word) ghastly.
Cordy: (puts her hands down) Well , duh. My mascara wand broke. Were you
even listening?
SCENE TWO
(Eileen and Xander have finished paying Cordelia's extremely large cab fare.
They head back upstairs)
Eileen: So, who's Little Miss Bitchy?
Xander: (shocked) Eileen!
Eileen: I'm hoping that's not your answer.
Xander: She's Cordelia. She went to school with Buffy and I.
Eileen: And?
Xander: That's it.
Eileen: (looks at him hard) I'm pretty - not pretty stupid.
Xander: Well, we … kinda dated … but that was a long time ago.
Eileen: (covers her mouth in shock) OH!
Xander: What?
Eileen: You left the ex-girlfriend with the fiancée. Alone. Alone together.
Bad move… (waves her finger) fatal move… oh you poor thing.
Xander: (disbelieving) Nothing will happen. Buffy and Cordy go way back.
Why, in school, they were like…. (thinks for a while) Oh my God.
Eileen: I'll bet you twenty bucks - catfight! Another twenty that Buffy
wins.
Xander: Buffy'll win for sure.
Eileen: She is strong. In a frightening Incredible Hulk sort of way. (nudges
him and winks) But I'm certain there are some advantages to that … if you
catch my drift.
Xander: Was your mind this dirty when you were born , or is it a condition
you gained over the years?
Eileen: Well, a little bit of both, I think, but I'm not quite sure. The
doctors are working hard to cure me.
(They come up to the apartment and Xander opens the door. Cordy and Buffy
are still talking)
Xander: (coming in) All your debts are cleared.
Cordy: Oh, thank you. (sniffing) I'll pay you back later, I promise. You
really are a true friend.
Eileen: This would be a great submission for Chicken Soup for the Soul.
Cordy: God, can't you like hang around elsewhere?
Eileen: I could hang around the places you do, but , hey, I have class.
Cordy: Gee, I couldn't tell from the way you dress.
Eileen: Well, if I need tips on how to look like a hooker, I'll be sure to
call you.
Buffy: (cutting in) Could you stop it? Cordelia's going through a very
tiring time.
Eileen: I believe it's called puberty.
Cordy: Are you taking a cheap shot at me?
Eileen: Everything about you is cheap.
Buffy: Maybe you two should cool it down before somebody loses an eye.
Eileen: Fine. I'm going home anyway. (turns and leaves)
Cordy: (trying to get sympathy) Oh, she was so mean to me.
Buffy: You started it.
Cordy: But I'm going through a very tiring time.
Xander: What's going on?
Cordy: (ready to cry again) Gregory left me!
Xander: Who's Gregory?
Buffy: (slaps the back of his head) Her husband.
Xander: I thought his name was John.
Cordy: (bursts in to tears) And the wounds keep getting reopened…
Buffy: (whispers in his ear) John was the first husband … the one that got
hit by a garbage truck.
Xander: (understands) Oh! Oh, I did not mean that. I mix up names a lot.
Silly me.
Cordy: I don't think I'll ever get over this.
Xander: We're here for you if you need us.
Cordy: Thank you … so much… (wipes her eyes) Well … I guess I'll … go check
in at a hotel or something … (hints) But it's so late … and I'm so… so…
traumatized… I don't think I want to be alone…
Xander: You can stay here until you feel better.
Buffy: (not liking the idea) But … we don't have any spare rooms.
Xander: She can bunk in my room. After all, I spend most nights in your room
anyway. (grins slyly)
Cordy: Oh, you two are so sweet together … (sobs loudly without warning)
Gregory and I used to be like that… (stops to blow her nose for the
hundredth time) But… I couldn't possibly intrude…
Buffy: Then don't.
Xander: No, it won't be any bother at all.
Cordy: (suddenly cheerful) Okay! If you don't mind, I sort of left my
luggage in the lobby, so I'll go run down and get it. (darts out of the
room)
Buffy: What a remarkable change in character. An improvement since high
school, but still displeasing.
Xander: You don't want her here?
Buffy: Um … no. All right, call me selfish, call me insensitive, but … I
just find it very uncomfortable. She makes me uncomfortable. And she's your
ex-girlfriend. Come on, how screwed up is this?
Xander: She's my ex , but you're my current.
Buffy: (sarcastically) That's really wonderful, it touched my heart. You do
have a way with words. Take me now, Xander.
Xander: She's been through a rough patch, she probably needs support from
her friends. The few of them that are still alive.
Buffy: I know . (feeling guilty) I guess… I wouldn't mind… if she stayed for
a while. But only for a while. (gives a mischievous smile) At least now we
have a good excuse to share a bed.
Xander: Did we ever need one?
SCENE THREE
(The next morning. Buffy and Xander are curled up in each other's arms.
Buffy is resting her head on his chest - she is still sleeping. Xander is
already up, but doesn't move so that he doesn't wake her up)
Buffy: (opening her eyes slowly and looks up at Xander) Hey.
Xander: Morning , you.
Buffy: Good morning. (kisses his chest softly)
Xander: You look exceptionally radiant this morning.
Buffy: Liar.
(Buffy moves herself so she is face-to-face with him. She kisses him on the
lips and runs her fingers through his hair. Xander returns the kiss
passionately, moaning softly into her mouth as his hands slowly find their
way down her neck to her breasts. Buffy's kisses move slowly from his mouth
to his neck and to his chest. She moves her hands up and down his chest,
rubbing it in a slow, gentle motion. She kisses him on the lips again..
when…)
Cordy: (on the other side of the door) Are you two up yet?
Buffy/Xander: No!
Cordy: Well, good, because it's a bright, wonderful, beautiful Sunday
morning! Don't you want to get up and breathe the fresh, Sunday air?
Buffy: I'm having terrible déjà vu.
Xander: I can't believe I was once like that.
Buffy: Yup, until I taught you the wonders of staying in bed till noon. It's
much more fun when there's more than one person in the bed. (snuggles up to
him)
Cordy: (yelling though the door) I made breakfast!
Xander: Eat it yourself, then.
Cordy: Fine, it'll be just me. Alone. Without anybody. I might as well get
used to it, apparently I am destined to be lonely and abandoned.
Buffy: We'll be up in a minute.
(Scene: The breakfast table … everyone is sharing a wholesome, happy meal)
Xander: (biting into his "pancake") This tastes awful.
Cordy: I tried. I never cooked before in my entire life. I thought it would
take my mind off… all the … bad things.
Buffy: What time did you get up?
Cordy: Six.
Buffy: (shocked) Why?
Cordy: I couldn't sleep, so I thought I'd get up and do some stuff.
Xander: What did you do then?
Cordy: Well, I noticed that you have a nice video collection, but really
didn't sort them well, so I catalogued them into separate folders, according
to genre, title and actors/actresses. I even cross-referenced them. So, now
video watching is made a breeze, thanks to me.
Buffy: Wow.
Cordy: I also noticed that your shelves , although plentifully stocked, were
not … properly … allocated. So I divided them into the major food groups,
and then arranged them alphabetically according to brand name from left to
right.
Buffy: Again, wow.
Xander: Cordy, don't you think that you could take your mind off… the bad
things… by doing something else? Something less … physical? Like sleeping.
Or meditating.
Cordy: Oh, no, I tried those and it didn't work. I discovered, that helping
others is really my true calling.
Buffy: You must be really traumatized by the break-up.
Cordy: No, I really think that I can help people - especially when I'm
bored. You see how I've helped you two so much?
Buffy: Yes, now I can easily find my carbohydrates that start with D!
Cordy: Xander, how about we go for lunch at that cute looking French
restaurant I saw on the way over here. It'll be my treat - my way of saying
thank you.
Xander: You didn't even have money for your cab fare. How are you going to
treat me?
Cordy: All right - you'll pay, but it'll be my treat when I pay you back.
Xander: Sounds like a great plan.
Buffy: Buffy's in the room.
Cordy: Yes, you are. I sort of noticed that.
Buffy: Aren't I invited?
Xander: (laughs and puts his arm around Buffy) Of course you are, what a
stupid question.
Cordy: (doesn't seem very happy, but tries to hide it) No lunch would be
complete without you.
Buffy: Okay. I just felt a little bit left out just now.
(There is a knock on the door. Buffy opens it . It's Eileen)
Eileen: (comes in and follows Buffy to the kitchen) Well, guess, what , that
movie you wanted to see is opening tonight, and I …
Cordy: (interrupts) Oh, it's you again.
Xander: I feel a slight chill.
Eileen: And it's you. What a coincidence.
Buffy: Be civil please.
Eileen: I am civil. On most occasions.
Cordy: I was born civil.
Eileen: You were born many things. None of which I care to mention, because
it would be rude.
Buffy: (cuts in before a bloodbath ensues) We were thinking of having lunch
at that French restaurant down at Parkview… would you care to join us?
Eileen: Oh, I would love to, but my sister-in-law is coming to town and I
have to kill her.
Buffy: Again?
Eileen: Yes, I know. I tried many times but she just won't stay dead. So I
guess this time I'll just have to
play the role of the hospitable in-law and try to avoid homicide.
Xander: Homicide is such a drag.
Buffy: I was framed for murder once.
Eileen: Really? You never told me.
Buffy: Nah, I'm just kidding. (Xander and Cordy exchange looks) Heh.
Eileen: You're freaking me out now. I think I'd better go. See you later.
(heads for the door)
Cordy: (after Eileen has left) What a charming personality she has.
Buffy: Don't you start now.
Cordy: Fine. More pancakes?
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SCENE ONE
(Buffy goes over to see who Eileen was talking about)
Buffy: Oh. Hi.
Cordy: Everything in my life is terrible!
Buffy: (turning away, and calls Xander) It's for you.
Xander: (gets up and moves to the door) Cordelia?
Cordy: (taking out a tissue and dabbing her eyes gently) It's so good to
see you. Even Buffy.
Buffy: Thank you.
Eileen: Let's not forget me.
Cordy: I don't know who you are, but I really don't care, so it won't be
much of a problem. (blows her nose) I didn't know where to go … I took a cab
here, and I didn't have enough cash to pay him and his meter is running, and
… (bursts into tears) … I broke my mascara wand on the way over.
Eileen: Poor you.
Cordy: (to Eileen) You're still here? (Eileen scoffs and looks annoyed.
Cordelia turns back to Buffy and looks pleadingly.)
Buffy: So you want us to pay your cab fare.
Cordy: Yes. (blows her nose again… and pauses) Among other things.
Buffy: (rolls her eyes unsympathetically and gets her purse. Cordy quietly
mentions the amount and Buffy rolls her eyes again. She takes out the
money.) You'd better pay me back.
Cordy: Oh, I can't even think about money at a terrible time like this.
Buffy: But apparently you had a state of mind clear enough to ask me for
some. (hands the money to Xander) Xander will run down and give him the
money, and you can tell us all about your broken mascara wand.
Xander: Excuse me?
Buffy: You can't expect me to go all the way down, do you?
Xander: Um, yes I can. I sort of already did.
Eileen: (helpfully) I'll go with you! (takes Xander's hand)
Buffy: Bring him back in one piece. And no groping my fiancé. I mean it this
time.
Eileen: Like you could ever restrict me. (walks with Xander out the door)
Did I tell you that I'm much more attractive than Buffy ever could be? (they
both leave)
Cordy: (dabbing her eyes again) I thought you were marrying him.
Buffy: I am.
Cordy: And you let him go off with a strange woman just like that?
Buffy: Eileen is not a strange … never mind, forget that. She's my friend.
Cordy: (sniff) That's what they want you to think at first. (buries her head
in her hands) And then they come and destroy your once happy life and leave
a festering hole where your heart used to be.
Buffy: Oh dear, what happened now.
Cordy: (starts sobbing) Gregory left me!
Buffy: (stunned) What?
Cordy: (annoyed, but still sobbing) Are you hearing impaired? I said Gregory
left me! Do you want me to repeat my torment over and over again?
Buffy: Not really. What happened?
Cordy: He told me he loved me. And then he ran off with that slut Britney
Wallace… (wails) and she wears glasses! Dumped for a near-sighted ho.
(waves her tissue around) Just like that … three months of blissful marriage
… (whines) just gone…
Buffy: (comfortingly) He probably wasn't worth it anyway.
Cordy: (sadly) I know you don't like me very much …
Buffy: Where did you get an idea like that?
Cordy: I get these vibes. Don't worry I don't like you much either. (sniffs
repeatedly) But … since Doyle died… and then Angel … I've got no one left …
(wipes her nose) … well, except you, but I really didn't count you.
Buffy: Aha.
Cordy: (drying her eyes) I actually wanted to see Xander. He's more
therapeutic, I believe. No offence to you, of course, you were doing quite
well just now.
Buffy: (raises her eyebrows)Therapeutic?
Cordy: Oh, I hope you didn't think I was out of line. I mean, he is your
fiancé. I didn't mean to cross over that whole other … area. I mean …
Buffy: (interrupts) Never mind… I think you need a nice cup of … coffee or
tea or something … you look pretty … (searches for a word) ghastly.
Cordy: (puts her hands down) Well , duh. My mascara wand broke. Were you
even listening?
SCENE TWO
(Eileen and Xander have finished paying Cordelia's extremely large cab fare.
They head back upstairs)
Eileen: So, who's Little Miss Bitchy?
Xander: (shocked) Eileen!
Eileen: I'm hoping that's not your answer.
Xander: She's Cordelia. She went to school with Buffy and I.
Eileen: And?
Xander: That's it.
Eileen: (looks at him hard) I'm pretty - not pretty stupid.
Xander: Well, we … kinda dated … but that was a long time ago.
Eileen: (covers her mouth in shock) OH!
Xander: What?
Eileen: You left the ex-girlfriend with the fiancée. Alone. Alone together.
Bad move… (waves her finger) fatal move… oh you poor thing.
Xander: (disbelieving) Nothing will happen. Buffy and Cordy go way back.
Why, in school, they were like…. (thinks for a while) Oh my God.
Eileen: I'll bet you twenty bucks - catfight! Another twenty that Buffy
wins.
Xander: Buffy'll win for sure.
Eileen: She is strong. In a frightening Incredible Hulk sort of way. (nudges
him and winks) But I'm certain there are some advantages to that … if you
catch my drift.
Xander: Was your mind this dirty when you were born , or is it a condition
you gained over the years?
Eileen: Well, a little bit of both, I think, but I'm not quite sure. The
doctors are working hard to cure me.
(They come up to the apartment and Xander opens the door. Cordy and Buffy
are still talking)
Xander: (coming in) All your debts are cleared.
Cordy: Oh, thank you. (sniffing) I'll pay you back later, I promise. You
really are a true friend.
Eileen: This would be a great submission for Chicken Soup for the Soul.
Cordy: God, can't you like hang around elsewhere?
Eileen: I could hang around the places you do, but , hey, I have class.
Cordy: Gee, I couldn't tell from the way you dress.
Eileen: Well, if I need tips on how to look like a hooker, I'll be sure to
call you.
Buffy: (cutting in) Could you stop it? Cordelia's going through a very
tiring time.
Eileen: I believe it's called puberty.
Cordy: Are you taking a cheap shot at me?
Eileen: Everything about you is cheap.
Buffy: Maybe you two should cool it down before somebody loses an eye.
Eileen: Fine. I'm going home anyway. (turns and leaves)
Cordy: (trying to get sympathy) Oh, she was so mean to me.
Buffy: You started it.
Cordy: But I'm going through a very tiring time.
Xander: What's going on?
Cordy: (ready to cry again) Gregory left me!
Xander: Who's Gregory?
Buffy: (slaps the back of his head) Her husband.
Xander: I thought his name was John.
Cordy: (bursts in to tears) And the wounds keep getting reopened…
Buffy: (whispers in his ear) John was the first husband … the one that got
hit by a garbage truck.
Xander: (understands) Oh! Oh, I did not mean that. I mix up names a lot.
Silly me.
Cordy: I don't think I'll ever get over this.
Xander: We're here for you if you need us.
Cordy: Thank you … so much… (wipes her eyes) Well … I guess I'll … go check
in at a hotel or something … (hints) But it's so late … and I'm so… so…
traumatized… I don't think I want to be alone…
Xander: You can stay here until you feel better.
Buffy: (not liking the idea) But … we don't have any spare rooms.
Xander: She can bunk in my room. After all, I spend most nights in your room
anyway. (grins slyly)
Cordy: Oh, you two are so sweet together … (sobs loudly without warning)
Gregory and I used to be like that… (stops to blow her nose for the
hundredth time) But… I couldn't possibly intrude…
Buffy: Then don't.
Xander: No, it won't be any bother at all.
Cordy: (suddenly cheerful) Okay! If you don't mind, I sort of left my
luggage in the lobby, so I'll go run down and get it. (darts out of the
room)
Buffy: What a remarkable change in character. An improvement since high
school, but still displeasing.
Xander: You don't want her here?
Buffy: Um … no. All right, call me selfish, call me insensitive, but … I
just find it very uncomfortable. She makes me uncomfortable. And she's your
ex-girlfriend. Come on, how screwed up is this?
Xander: She's my ex , but you're my current.
Buffy: (sarcastically) That's really wonderful, it touched my heart. You do
have a way with words. Take me now, Xander.
Xander: She's been through a rough patch, she probably needs support from
her friends. The few of them that are still alive.
Buffy: I know . (feeling guilty) I guess… I wouldn't mind… if she stayed for
a while. But only for a while. (gives a mischievous smile) At least now we
have a good excuse to share a bed.
Xander: Did we ever need one?
SCENE THREE
(The next morning. Buffy and Xander are curled up in each other's arms.
Buffy is resting her head on his chest - she is still sleeping. Xander is
already up, but doesn't move so that he doesn't wake her up)
Buffy: (opening her eyes slowly and looks up at Xander) Hey.
Xander: Morning , you.
Buffy: Good morning. (kisses his chest softly)
Xander: You look exceptionally radiant this morning.
Buffy: Liar.
(Buffy moves herself so she is face-to-face with him. She kisses him on the
lips and runs her fingers through his hair. Xander returns the kiss
passionately, moaning softly into her mouth as his hands slowly find their
way down her neck to her breasts. Buffy's kisses move slowly from his mouth
to his neck and to his chest. She moves her hands up and down his chest,
rubbing it in a slow, gentle motion. She kisses him on the lips again..
when…)
Cordy: (on the other side of the door) Are you two up yet?
Buffy/Xander: No!
Cordy: Well, good, because it's a bright, wonderful, beautiful Sunday
morning! Don't you want to get up and breathe the fresh, Sunday air?
Buffy: I'm having terrible déjà vu.
Xander: I can't believe I was once like that.
Buffy: Yup, until I taught you the wonders of staying in bed till noon. It's
much more fun when there's more than one person in the bed. (snuggles up to
him)
Cordy: (yelling though the door) I made breakfast!
Xander: Eat it yourself, then.
Cordy: Fine, it'll be just me. Alone. Without anybody. I might as well get
used to it, apparently I am destined to be lonely and abandoned.
Buffy: We'll be up in a minute.
(Scene: The breakfast table … everyone is sharing a wholesome, happy meal)
Xander: (biting into his "pancake") This tastes awful.
Cordy: I tried. I never cooked before in my entire life. I thought it would
take my mind off… all the … bad things.
Buffy: What time did you get up?
Cordy: Six.
Buffy: (shocked) Why?
Cordy: I couldn't sleep, so I thought I'd get up and do some stuff.
Xander: What did you do then?
Cordy: Well, I noticed that you have a nice video collection, but really
didn't sort them well, so I catalogued them into separate folders, according
to genre, title and actors/actresses. I even cross-referenced them. So, now
video watching is made a breeze, thanks to me.
Buffy: Wow.
Cordy: I also noticed that your shelves , although plentifully stocked, were
not … properly … allocated. So I divided them into the major food groups,
and then arranged them alphabetically according to brand name from left to
right.
Buffy: Again, wow.
Xander: Cordy, don't you think that you could take your mind off… the bad
things… by doing something else? Something less … physical? Like sleeping.
Or meditating.
Cordy: Oh, no, I tried those and it didn't work. I discovered, that helping
others is really my true calling.
Buffy: You must be really traumatized by the break-up.
Cordy: No, I really think that I can help people - especially when I'm
bored. You see how I've helped you two so much?
Buffy: Yes, now I can easily find my carbohydrates that start with D!
Cordy: Xander, how about we go for lunch at that cute looking French
restaurant I saw on the way over here. It'll be my treat - my way of saying
thank you.
Xander: You didn't even have money for your cab fare. How are you going to
treat me?
Cordy: All right - you'll pay, but it'll be my treat when I pay you back.
Xander: Sounds like a great plan.
Buffy: Buffy's in the room.
Cordy: Yes, you are. I sort of noticed that.
Buffy: Aren't I invited?
Xander: (laughs and puts his arm around Buffy) Of course you are, what a
stupid question.
Cordy: (doesn't seem very happy, but tries to hide it) No lunch would be
complete without you.
Buffy: Okay. I just felt a little bit left out just now.
(There is a knock on the door. Buffy opens it . It's Eileen)
Eileen: (comes in and follows Buffy to the kitchen) Well, guess, what , that
movie you wanted to see is opening tonight, and I …
Cordy: (interrupts) Oh, it's you again.
Xander: I feel a slight chill.
Eileen: And it's you. What a coincidence.
Buffy: Be civil please.
Eileen: I am civil. On most occasions.
Cordy: I was born civil.
Eileen: You were born many things. None of which I care to mention, because
it would be rude.
Buffy: (cuts in before a bloodbath ensues) We were thinking of having lunch
at that French restaurant down at Parkview… would you care to join us?
Eileen: Oh, I would love to, but my sister-in-law is coming to town and I
have to kill her.
Buffy: Again?
Eileen: Yes, I know. I tried many times but she just won't stay dead. So I
guess this time I'll just have to
play the role of the hospitable in-law and try to avoid homicide.
Xander: Homicide is such a drag.
Buffy: I was framed for murder once.
Eileen: Really? You never told me.
Buffy: Nah, I'm just kidding. (Xander and Cordy exchange looks) Heh.
Eileen: You're freaking me out now. I think I'd better go. See you later.
(heads for the door)
Cordy: (after Eileen has left) What a charming personality she has.
Buffy: Don't you start now.
Cordy: Fine. More pancakes?
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