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I wanna write on a file folder with a mechanical pencil.
Jonathan suffered.
Preparing for tomorrow's counselling sessions.
It's telling us to pick our partners, align ourselves with the good or the evil.
It was a bad thing, and it hurt her real bad.
- So he asked you out to dinner? - Yeah.
Did anybody tell you about what happened around here tonight?
He's a young, hot principal with earrings, but he's a principal.
Nope. I'm goin' in blind. I'm gonna be an optimist about this.
You had it remov... You removed the chip?
The other girls are starting to complain.
Because they're the future of the slayer line. When they're gone, the line is gone.
There isn't time for fun and games and quips about orientation.
Urgh! Argh!
All those girls, all that blood. I didn't like the stabbing before.
do you have any weaknesses I should know about if I'm gonna work for you,
- How much longer till we get there? - Ten minutes.
And you know who I am?
- Did you find the gun? - Yes, it was in Buffy's underwear drawer.
But I honestly feel the largest part of it was instinct. Instinct and reflexes.
Mm. Cool.
Said it wasn't time for me yet.
That's why my top says I'm comfortable in a stodgy office or a swinging casual setting.
Actually, Buffy's investigating Principal Wood. It's not a date.
I'm not. Really, I'm all right.