XANDER: Anya? Last time I saw you fleeing in terror. So how'd that work out for you?

ANYA: (to Giles) I need to talk to Xander. Go away.

(She takes Xander by the hand and starts leading him out)

ANYA: Xander come with me.

(Xander tosses a look back at Giles, then follows, shutting the door behind him.)

ANYA: Your mother said you were working here.

XANDER: Yeah I need some money.

ANYA: (Abruptly) Where is our relationship going?

XANDER: Our what? Our who?

ANYA: Relationship. What kind do we have. And what is it progressing toward?

XANDER: I ... Uh ... We have a relationship?

ANYA: Yeah. We went to the prom.

XANDER: Yeah, On our one and only date. Second date called on account of snake, remember? And the whole, you used to be a man killing demon thing. Which to be fair, is as much my issue as it is yours.

ANYA: I can't stop thinking about you. Sometimes in my dreams, you're all naked.

XANDER: Really. You know if I'm in the checkout line at the Wal-Mart I've had the same one.

ANYA: So I can assume a standing Friday night date and a mutual recognition of Prom night as our dating anniversary.

XANDER: Anya. Slow down there. In fact, come to a screeching halt. See these things kind of have to develop on their own.

ANYA: Okay. How?

XANDER: I don't know. I just - happens.

• Xander & Anya

written by: Jane Espenson; Transcribed by: Jillian Tatterton . Full transcript at:
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