(watching TV)

XANDER: Is she dying?

BUFFY: I think she's singing.

XANDER: To a telephone in Hindi. Now that's entertainment! Why is she singing?

WILLOW: She's sad because her lover gave her twelve gold coins, but then the wizard cut open the bag of salt, and now the dancing minions have nowhere to put their big maypole... fish thing.

XANDER: Uh-huh. Why is she singing?

BUFFY: Her lover? I thought that was her chiropractor.

WILLOW: Because of that thing he did with her feet? No, that was personal.

XANDER: Hmm. And we thought just because we didn't have any money or anyplace to go this would be a lackluster evening.

WILLOW: I know! We could go to the Bronze and sneak in our own tea bags and ask for hot water.

XANDER: Hop off the outlaw train, Will, before you land us all in jail.

BUFFY: I, for one, am giddy and up. There's a kinda hush all over Sunnydale. No demons or vampires to slay, I'm here with my friends... So, how does the water buffalo fit in again?

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