"There's no course here."
"Okay, uh, miniature tennis! A very tiny form of tennis that we could invent..."
"Nice to see you, and don't ever call me that."
(to Willow) "OH! 8 minutes and 33 seconds. Pay up! I called 10 minutes before you'd 'consult your books' about something."
"Cibo Matto? They're playing?"
"No, Willow, they're gonna be clog dancing."
(amazement) "Cibo Matto can clog dance?!"
"No, actually that would be one of the five."
Buffy: (to Xander) Was that an insult?
Xander: Kinda lacked punch.
Willow: The Three Musketeers were cool.
Cordelia: (beat) I see your point.
Xander: I woulda gone with Stooges.
Cordelia: Well, I just meant that you guys always hang out together. So, did you guys fight any demons this summer?
Willow: (loudly) Uh, yes! Our own personal demons!
Xander: Uh, such as— as, as lust and, uh, thrift!
Buffy: I would have to go with "Stooges" also.
"As defending champion, you nervous?"
"I can hold my own."
Giles: Willow, I think we're all a little too old to be spelling things out.
Xander: A Bitca?
"A trophy? A horrible conversation piece?"
"They're gonna cook her dinner?! (beat) ...I'll pretend I didn't say that."
"What rest of the note?"
"The part that says, 'P.S., this is a trap.'"
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