Dawn: My friend Sharon's older brother knows a girl who died because she choked on her boyfriend's tongue.
Buffy: Go away, Dawn. *Riley looks amused*
Dawn: I'm not in your room. I'm in the hallway. The hallway doesn't belong to you.
Buffy: Get out of here.
Dawn: Mom, I can stand in the hallway, right?
Buffy: She's watching us like a big freak!
Joyce: This must be my 'two teenage girls in the house' headache. I thought it felt familiar.
Buffy: Good work, Dawn. You gave her a headache.
Dawn: I did not! to Joyce Did I give you a headache, Mom? I'm sure part of it is Buffy's.
Buffy: But part of it is Dawn's.
Joyce: It's so nice you've learned to share.

Riley: May be more where that came from. I say we go back out again tonight.
Buffy: Um... sure.
Dawn: You can't patrol. Buffy said.
Buffy: No, I didn't.
Dawn: Yeah, remember? You said it'd be easier if you didn't have to look out for anybody.
Buffy: Well, I wasn't talking about Riley.
Riley: Don't worry about it.
Dawn: Oh, she just said you look even cuter when you're all weak and kitteny and she'd better go solo or you'd get hurt. So welcome to the club. She'll never let me go either.

Dawn: Sorry to interrupt the sex-capades. I just wanted to tell you that Mom's coming.
Joyce: Hi, Riley.
Riley: Hey, Mrs. Summers. How're you feeling?
Joyce: I'm fine, bordering on chipper and tomorrow planning on being obnoxious.
Riley: Glad to hear it.
Joyce: Buffy, when you have a minute I'd like to go over the grocery list for next week.
Buffy: You got it.
Joyce: Are you disinfecting something?
Buffy: Huh? Oh, uh-
Dawn: Mine! Some nail polish experiments are doomed before they even begin.
Joyce: But you keep pushing the envelope, honey. *leaves*
Dawn: Did I just pull a Slayer-related Mom cover-up thing? Come on, who's the man?
Buffy: You are. A very short, annoying man... If I show you something, you promise you won't tell?
Dawn: Oh, cool! ... I mean, gross!
Buffy: And Mom cannot know. Okay? You'll help me with the household stuff?
Dawn: Oh, sure. I save your butt and you dump all your chores on me. I got it. You're covered. We're good. Just lucky it's not bikini season.

Dawn: Oh, um... guess I'm not hungry.
Riley: Maybe I'm not making this any better.
Dawn: No, I just... this is better. I had my tenth birthday party here.
Riley: Really?
Dawn: Mm-hmm. We'd just moved to Sunnydale, and... Mom rented the carousel for an entire hour for just me and my friends. Except I hadn't made any friends yet, so... it was just me and Mom and Buffy riding it by ourselves, over and over and over again... for the whole hour, just so Mom felt like we'd gotten our money's worth. She's... she's not gonna get better, is she?
Riley: Absolutely she will. Summers women are tough.
Dawn: I'm really glad you're here.
Riley: Thanks.
Dawn: Buffy's glad too.
Riley: Yeah?
Dawn: She sure cries a lot less with you than she did with Angel.
Riley: Angel... made her cry a lot, huh?
Dawn: Everything with him was all... eee, you know?
Riley: All...?
Dawn: You know, 'my boyfriend's a vampire' crazy crazy. Every day was like the end of the world. She doesn't get all worked up like that over you... I think you've been really good for her.

Riley: Hey.
Dawn: Agent Finn returns.
Riley: Dawn. Geez, look at you. I think you grew a foot and a half.
Dawn: A lot can happen in a year.

Dawn: So you gonna say goodbye this time, or just... split all secret-agenty like last time?
Riley: Depends. I warrant a hug? *hugs* Goodbye, Dawn.
Dawn: I thought it would suck less this time. It doesn't.

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