Tackle: (staggers towards Buffy) New girl!

Young Man: Easy, man!

Tackle: Dance! C'mon, sweetheart, ha, ha, yeah!

Tom: Can I have this dance?

Tackle: C'mon!

(Tom wisks her away from the Tackle)

BUFFY: Thanks.

Tom: No. We're not all a bunch of drunken louts. Some of us are sober louts. I'm really glad that you decided to come. And you're not.

BUFFY: No, it's... I shouldn't be here.

Tom: Because you're seeing someone.

BUFFY: No.

Tom: You're not seeing someone?

BUFFY: Someone's not seeing me.

Tom: So, why shouldn't you be here?

BUFFY: Because I have obligations. People that I'm responsible for, or to, or... (Tom laughs and so does she) with, or... It's complicated.

Tom: You're big on responsibility. I like that. But there's such a thing as being too mature. You should relax. Enjoy yourself once in a while.

BUFFY: You think I'm too mature?

Tom: I talk too much. Have you picked up on that yet? Anyway, the, uh, the Hulk is gone, so you don't have to dance with me.

BUFFY: He might come back.

written by: David Greenwalt; Transcribed by: AleXander Thompson. Full transcript at:
http://www.studiesinwords.de/17reptile.html