BUFFY: It's so not fair. I mean, they all get a family holiday just because they can go home to their families.

WILLOW: Hmm, it's a turvy-topsy world.

BUFFY: You know what? I should have my own Thanksgiving. I can cook the meal, just like my mom does, have all you guys over. It'll be great.

WILLOW: Buffy, earlier you agreed with me about Thanksgiving. It's a sham. It's all about death.

BUFFY: It is a sham, but it's a sham with yams. It's a yam sham.

WILLOW: You're not gonna jokey-rhyme your way out of this one.

BUFFY: I know... But I want it. It's like professor Walsh was saying about sense memory. I smell a roasting turkey, and I'm 8 years old. I liked having that to look forward to. Everything's different now.

WILLOW: Well, I suppose there could be slight yams.

BUFFY: I mean, we could definitely use a little comfort food. I bet Giles doesn't have any plans. And Xander always tries to avoid all of his family gatherings.

WILLOW: Ooh. We could not invite Anya.

BUFFY: I don't know. She and Xander seem pretty tight lately. Look, pilgrims aside, isn't that the whole point of Thanksgiving-- Everybody has a place to go?

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