My Dark Prince was mine, but then she took him away. Buffy (spits). He was mine, all mine. Then she got him (throws her hands out as if grabbing something)... She was the sunshine, effulgent. Filling his little head with lies... Those lies swimming around like fishes... (chuckles) My ocean... I remember the good times. He was the slayer of slayers, can you believe that? He's killed two. Mother taught him well, she did. Two gold stars for me... And for Spike. Now he's a good, little neutered puppy. He shouldn't be saving our meals, he should be eating them, he is a vampire. But the pixies told me of wonderful secrets. Spike will come back to me, it's all in a matter of patience. The slayer will scare him away, and he'll come to me, come to Princess. But the daisy's, there not to be trusted, no. They like to tell little white lies. They said Spike would kill me, burn me to hell... That all sound's like rubbish. ... I remember Prague now too, those stupid villagers. They didn't have to try to kill me now did they? All I did was eat a dozen persons. It's nothing to kill my life about. But Spikey saved me. Brought me to Sunnyhell and got daddy. Daddy could fix me. I wasn't all up in my head. Some of me was floating around in the air. But Stupid slayer. She stopped it all and he couldn't patch me up, couldn't play doctor... Oh, my stomach talks. 'feed me feed me' it says. I must fill it's request. I'm out for the night.
