GILES: Buffy.

BUFFY: Uh... sorry. I... I was just worried. You were a big not-there in study hall, and after your lecture to me on not ducking out... and what is my mother doing here?

GILES: We had an opportunity for, um, you might say, a summit meeting. It took priority over study hall. I called in.

BUFFY: Oh.

JOYCE: We decided that you made a good point earlier, honey.

BUFFY: I did. Yeah. Which was...?

JOYCE: A-about us overscheduling you.

GILES: Pulling you in two directions, uh, your home life and your duties as a Slayer.

BUFFY: Oh. That was a good point.

JOYCE: We're working out a coordinated schedule for you.

GILES: It'll be tight, but, uh, I think we can fit in all your responsibilities.

BUFFY: Sounds nice and structured.

JOYCE: We've got more work to do here, honey. Why don't you give us a little more time?

JOYCE: Um... Take the car, and, um, Mr. Giles can drive me home. (holds out the keys)

BUFFY: What? Excuse me, I meant what?!

JOYCE: Keys. Take them.

BUFFY: You don't have to tell *me* twice. Well, actually, you did, but... (snatches the keys) bye! (rushes out)

JOYCE: Bye, honey. Drive careful.

BUFFY: Uh-huh!

JOYCE: Do you think she noticed anything?

GILES: No way!

written by: Jane Espenson; Transcribed by: AleXander Thompson. Full transcript at:
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