Willow: Buffy, I’m not anxious to go into a dark place full of monsters, but I do want to help. I need to. Giles: Then help me. We can research this Harvest affair. It seems to be some sort of preordained massacre, rivers of blood, hell on earth...quite charmless. I’m a bit fuzzy, however, on the details. Maybe you rest some details from that dread machine? [They look at him confused] Giles: That was a bit...ummm...British, wasn’t it? Buffy: Welcome to the new world.
Xander: Okay, this is where I have a problem. See, because we’re having a talk about vampires. We’re having a talk...with vampires in it. Willow: Isn’t that what we saw last night? Buffy: No. No, those weren’t vampires. Those were just guys in a serious need of a facial. Or maybe they had rabies? It could’ve been rabies! And that guy turning into dust... just trick of light. [Xander gives her a look] Buffy: That’s exactly what I said the first time I saw a vampire. Well, after I was done with the screaming part. Willow: Oh, I need to sit down. Buffy: You are sitting down. Willow: Oh...good for me.