(Giles' kitchen. Willow is baking up an army of chocolate chip cookies.)

ANYA: How long are you going to keep making these?

WILLOW: Oh, until I don't feel so horribly guilty. I figure about a million chips from now. Also, I have to detail Giles' car.

(She takes the plate from Anya and walks over to where Xander and Giles are sitting. Xander is holding up a clock)

XANDER: Time?

GILES: A-ha.. Five past two. Thursday.

WILLOW: (To Giles) Look, cookies. A very not-evil thing I did. Oatmeal?

GILES: Yes, very funny, they're chocolate chip. I can see them. I still need my glasses, though. You could be more specific and give me 20/20.

(Willow smiles and walks over to Buffy and Spike. Spike is tied up once more)

WILLOW: Eat a cookie, ease my pain?

BUFFY: Mm. Better?

WILLOW: Well, baking lifts about 30% of my guilt, but only 7% of my inner turmoil. Guess that'll just take awhile.

BUFFY: It'll happen.

written by: Tracey Forbes; Transcribed by Collie. (Paranoia@slayme.com). Full transcript at:
http://www.studiesinwords.de/65somethingblue.html