XANDER: So... Buffy's party. Manana.

CORDELIA: Well, just because she's Miss Save-The-World and everything, you have to make a big deal? I have to cook! And everything.

XANDER: You're cooking?

CORDELIA: Well, I'm chips and dips girl.

XANDER: Horrors! All that opening and stirring.

CORDELIA: And shopping and carrying.

XANDER: Well, then you should have a person who does such things for you.

CORDELIA: Well, that's what I've been saying to my father, but does he listen?

XANDER: Um, so, uh... You're going, and, and, and I'm going. Should... we maybe... go?

CORDELIA: Why?

XANDER: I dunno. This... thing with us, despite our better judgment, it keeps happening. Maybe we should just admit that we're dating.

CORDELIA: Groping in a broom closet isn't dating. You don't call it a date until the guy spends money.

XANDER: Fine. I'll spend, then we'll grope. Whatever. I just think it's some kind of whacked that we feel we have to hide it from all our friends.

CORDELIA: Well, of course *you* wanna tell everybody. You have nothing to be ashamed of. I, on the other hand, have *everything* to be ashamed of.

XANDER: You know what? 'Nuff said. Forget it. It must've been my multiple-personality guy talking. I call him Idiot Jed, glutton for punishment.

• Xander & Cordelia

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