Library. Giles agitatedly tells Xander that they have to "recheck every possible exit avenue." Xander says he was in the library all night. They notice that Oz and Willow have entered, and Giles hilariously fails at playing it cool: "Right. It's good to see you. No need to panic." Oz: "Just a thought. Poker -- not your game." Hee. Willow is concerned, and Giles explains that a male student named Jeff Walken was found murdered in the woods, his body "terribly mauled." Giles fears it may be the handiwork of -- "me," Oz finishes for him. Xander thinks that's impossible until he realizes that the window inside the cage area is open. Xander assures them that all he did was rest his eyes a bit. Willow looks betrayed, and Giles seethes, "How long, exactly, did you 'rest your eyes' for?" He's ending sentences with prepositions, so you know he's steamed. Xander stutters that Oz was there in the morning when he -- "WOKE UP!" Giles barks. Oz and Willow look chagrined.

Buffy enters an office. We see a hand in the foreground, holding a cigarette. At this point I'm reminded of one of my favorite Ace lines, from her recap of "Innocence." To paraphrase a bit, since he's smoking, we can safely assume he falls into one of two categories -- "evil," or "not long for this world." Ah, the simplicity of TV. Thankfully, Dr. Pavone on Felicity was an exception to that rule. Without turning around, but not without smoking, he welcomes Buffy. She meekly says, "Buffy Summers, reporting for sanity." That line sends me into a giggling fit every time I hear it. She launches into a speech about how she doesn't want to talk about her life, nor does she want to be friends with him. Platt, played by Phill Lewis, turns in his chair, and says, "We're not gonna be friends." That's a relief, because Buffy's already very busy without having to go to your funeral. He continues that what she needs is a trained professional who will give her his honest opinion. I start giggling again as I imagine this conversation: