The hour drew closer, and things seemed under control, Sunnydale pretty much back to the general state of ignoring the previous night's oddities. The Gang remained hopeful of avoiding any further temporal loops, and no gods had as yet shown to ask yet another favor or service.
2:29:57
2:29:58
2:30:00
And 2:30 … came and passed …
The Scoobies and this section of the multiverse ceased to repeat, and one could almost feel and hear the sigh of relief as time continued.
And from in back of the ship's mess a voice broke the silence.
"Wow, you actually did it," came a light Brooklyn accent, "Hey, if you have some time in the next few days, my friend Kosh, here, would like to have a few not-too-cryptic words with you guys. There's one future that's kinda outta whack…"