Willow: The Bronze is more fun this year, isn't it?
Buffy: 'Cause of the gloating factor alone, you know? We're all about college, now. We've got heady discourse.
Oz: Yeah, curfew-free nights of mom and pop-less hootenanny.
Xander: Co-ed dating prospects who find townies sexy and dangerous. What? I can dream.
Buffy: Right. So if college is so great, what are we doing here and why is it more fun?
Willow: Because the Bronze is nice and familiar. It's like a big comfy blankie.
Oz: Will, I was under the impression that I was your big comfy blankie.
Willow: Aw, you're my person blankie. This is my place blankie.