Buffy Playhouse

[lilbird]

ANYA: And maybe change your clothes, you know, something more ... fighty.

[RMMC]

ANGEL: I thought you'd figure this out sooner or later. Actually, I thought it would be a *little* sooner.

[lilbird]

ANYA: (muttering) Vampires. Always thinking with your teeth.

[m'cookies actual]

ANDREW: Buffy and Spike have some sort of history. You can feel the heat between them, although technically, as a vampire, he's room temperature.

[Mudblood77]

FAITH: This before the soul, or after?

[m'cookies actual]

ANDREW: Why's she so about saving Spike? He's a worse killer than me by a way lot.

[Mudblood77]

FAITH: Hey, why don't you take it down a notch or two? The time for speech-giving is over, bad boy.

[lilbird]

ANYA: Okay! Let's talk about torture!

[Mudblood77]

FAITH: I was thinking about looking up the guy with the bull-whip. Long incarceration.

[lilbird]

ANYA: (smiling) Well, well ... we invited someone for you. (whispers) A guy.

[Mudblood77]

FAITH: Sleazebag! (walks over to him) Scott? There you are, honey! Hey, good news. The doctor says that the itching and the swelling and the burning should clear up, but we gotta keep using the ointment.