Buffy: That was Owen.
Giles: Yes, I remember.
Buffy: Do you have any more copies on Emily Dickinson?! I need one.
Giles: Buffy, while the fact that you want to check out a book would be grounds for a national holiday, I think would we should focus on the problem at hand.
Buffy: Right. I’m sorry, you’re right. Vampires...
[She looks down]
Buffy: Does this outfit make me look fat?
[Giles is shocked]
And there will be a time of crisis, of worlds hanging in the balance, and in this time shall come...”The Anointed.” The Master’s great warrior. And the Slayer will not know him, will not stop him, and he will lead her into hell. As it is written, so shall it be.
The Master
