Willow: Do you wanna make out with me?
Oz: What?
Willow: Forget it. I'm sorry. Well, do you?
Oz: Sometimes when I'm sitting in class...you know, I'm not thinking about class, cause that would never happen. I think about kissing you. And it's like everything stops. It's like, it's like freeze frame. Willow kissage. Oh, I'm not gonna kiss you.
Willow: What? But freeze frame.
Oz: Well, to the casual observer, it would appear that you're trying to make your friend Xander jealous or even the score or something. And that's on the empty side. See, in my fantasy when I'm kissing you, you're kissing me. It's okay, I can wait.
Oz: I'm gonna ask you to go out with me tomorrow night. And I'm kinda nervous about it actually. It's interesting.
Willow: Oh. Well, if it helps at all, I'm gonna say yes.
Oz: Yeah, it helps. It creates a comfort zone. Do you wanna go out with me tomorrow night?
Willow: Oh, I can't!
Oz: Well, I like that you're unpredictable.
