"Are you dead set on this, pet? Wouldn't you rather have your party in Vienna?"
"It's just I've had it with this place. Nothing ever comes off like it's supposed to."
"I remember, sweet. But Sunnydale's cursed for us. Angel and the Slayer see to that."
"Can I?" "Just a peek, love. They're for the party."
"Do you like it, baby?" "It reeks of death."
"It was a bad turn, man. She can't have her fun without the box." NBN
"You might give him a chance to find your lost treasure. He is a wanker, but he's the only one we've got with half a brain. If he fails, you can eat his eyes out of the sockets for all I care."
"You share affection and jealousy." "Yeah. What of it?"
"Do I have to remind you that we're the ones who brought you here?"
"What's with the bringing? I thought you could just zap people."
"Well, well. Look what we have here. Crashers." "I'm sure our invitations just got lost in the mail."
"Leave her alone!" "Yeah, that'll work. Now say 'pretty please.'"
"Take me instead of her!" "Uh, you're not clear on the concept, pal. There is no instead. Just first and second."
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