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Willow: (Referring to Oz) I mean one minute he was telling me that he was going through all these changes, and the next he started going through all these changes!
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Buffy: That was weird.
Xander: What, it's not okay for one guy to like another guy just because he happened to be in the locker room with him when absolutely nothing happened and I thought I told you not to push?
Buffy: All I meant was that he didn't try to look up my skirt.
Xander: Oh, oh, yeah - that's the weirdness.
Buffy: Weirdness abounds lately.
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Willow: It used to be so much easier to tell if a boy liked you. He'd punch you on the arm, and then run back to his friends.
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Willow: I can't figure him out. I mean, he's so hot and cold. Or, luke-warm and cold.
Buffy: Welcome to the mystery that is men. I think it goes something like, they grow body hair, they lose all ability to tell you what they really want.
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Xander: I just don't trust Oz with her. I mean, he's a senior. He's attractive--okay, maybe not to me, but...and he's in a band! And we know what kind of element that attracts.
Cordelia: I've dated lots of guys in bands.
Xander: Thank you.
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Willow: I'll give Xander a call. What's his number? Oh, yeah--1-800-IM-DATING-A-SKANKY-HO!
Buffy: Meow!
Willow: Really? I've never gotten a meow before.
Buffy: Well deserved.
Willow: Darn tootin'!
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Willow: It is nice. He's great. We have a lot of fun. But I want smoochies!
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Giles: It acts on pure instinct. No conscience, predatory and aggressive.
Buffy: In other words, your typical male.
Xander: On behalf of my gender, hey!
Giles: Yes, let's not jump to any conclusions.
Buffy: I didn't jump. I took a tiny step, and there conclusions were.
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Willow: Well, I like you. You're nice, and you're funny, and you don't smoke. Yeah, okay, werewolf, but that's not all the time. I mean, three days out of the month I'm not much fun to be around either.
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Buffy: What guy could resist your wily Willow charms?
Willow: At last count? All of them. Maybe more.
Buffy: Well, none of them know a thing. They all get an 'F' in Willow.
Willow: But I want Oz to get an 'A'! And, oh, one of those gold stars.