The mayor sits in the midst of a pentagram made of sand. He says some stuff in Latin; there's a small earthquake. It's your typical Saturday night in Sunnydale. The shaking stops, and Mr. Trick wants to know if it worked. The Mayor gives the caged vampire his sword back before unlocking the cage. The minion vamp doesn't waste any time in rushing across the room and cleaving the Mayor's head in two. The vamp steps back in surprise as the Mayor's head simply grows back together. The Mayor pulls out his to-do list, which contains items like "call temp agency," "meeting with PTA," and "haircut," and checks off "become invincible." BWAH!
Daytime. Faith's No-Tell Motel. Doris Day -- I mean, "Buffy" has come to talk to Faith about the other night. No, not like that, you pervs. For some reason, Buffy's wearing this awfully monochromatic gray dress and three-quarter-length coat, probably to visually differentiate her from bad-girl Faith. Her make-up is really, really overdone. I think she looked better all covered with sewer water. Buffy seems genuinely concerned, and she tries to reach out to Faith and convince her that they're in over their heads. Faith plays the tough girl, insisting that she doesn't need anyone's help. Buffy points out that eventually the police are going to find a body, and Faith snaps a little, telling her that she doesn't want to have this discussion again since she took the body and dumped it in the river, ergo problem solved. Buffy can't really believe what she's hearing . "Faith, you don't get it. You killed a man." Faith corrects her, "No. You don't get it. I. Don't. Care." Which really is the ultimate difference between Buffy and Faith.