XANDER: Well, whadaya know? Cordelia Chase.

CORDELIA: What is this? Some kind of sick joke? Harmony told me you were dead.

XANDER: Now, why would she say something like that? Let's think.

CORDELIA: Listen to me. We have to find Buffy. She'll figure out a way to save us. She was supposed to be here, and as much as it kills me to admit it... things were better when she was around.

XANDER: Buffy? The Slayer?

CORDELIA: No! Buffy the dog-faced girl! Duh! Who do you think I'm talking about?

WILLOW: Bored now. This is the part that's less fun. When there isn't any screaming.

CORDELIA: What's up with you two and the leather?

WILLOW: (to Xander) Play now?

XANDER: It's not that I don't appreciate your appetite, Will, but I thought we agreed it was my turn.

CORDELIA: No. No! No way! I wish us into Bizarro Land, and you guys are still together?! I cannot win!

XANDER: Probably not. (vamps out) But I'll give you a head start.

CORDELIA: (gasps) No!

WILLOW: I love this part.

XANDER: You love all the parts.

WILLOW: No fun. She didn't even hardly fight.

Suddenly a van comes screeching around the corner.

XANDER: Aw, swell. It's the White Hats.

written by: Marti Noxon; Transcribed by: AleXander Thompson. Full transcript at:
http://www.studiesinwords.de/43wish.html