Angel: You still haven't told me what you wanted for your birthday.
Buffy: Surprise me.
Angel: Okay, I will.
Buffy: This is nice. I like seeing you first thing in the morning.
Angel: It's bedtime for me.
Buffy: Well, then I like seeing you at bedtime. Umm...you know what I mean.
Angel: I think so. What do you mean?
Buffy: I like seeing you. The part at the end of the night where we say goodbye...it's getting harder.
Angel: Yeah. It is.