Giles: But I assume I don’t have to warn you about the hazards of becoming personally involved with someone who’s unaware of your unique condition? Buffy: Yeah, yeah. I read the back of the box. Giles: If your identity as a Slayer is revealed, it could put you and all those around you in grave danger. Buffy: Well, in that case, I won’t wear my button that says, “I’m a Slayer. Ask me how.”
Cordelia: You'll be okay here. If you hang with me and mine, you'll be accepted in no time. Of course, we do have to test your coolness factor. You're from L.A., so you can skip the written. So let's see...vamp nail polish? Buffy: Over? Cordelia: So over. James Spader? Buffy: He needs to call me! Cordelia: Frappachinos? Buffy: Trendy but tasty. Cordelia: Josh Tesh. Buffy: The devil. Cordelia: That was pretty much a gimme, but you passed!