Ash: Heh. He's gone all Improv Workshop 101.
Ace: Eh, what?
Ash: The crazy-talk. It's a standard beginning improv assignment. I've seen it done just like that a ton of times. Done it a few times myself.
Ace: You? Tall, silent and disturbingly even-tempered? You're the least actorly personality I know. I'd pay to see that. Do it now! Do it now!
Ash: So you can yell at me for talking during Buffy? No way. Must've been an easy episode to write, though. Just set up a framework, tell Marsters the few things he needs to fit in and let him work his improv mojo for twenty minutes.
Ace: Stop it. You're depressing me.
Xander and Anya arrive. "You," says Worm Bait Nancy to Anya, "You did this. What are you?" She stares daggers and then leaves. I kinda hope Xander doesn't get involved with her in the future, as she seemed rather unconcerned about the fates of both her little dog and Ronnie. Buffy tells Xander that help will soon arrive and orders him to look after the wounded Ronnie as she runs after Spike. Xander throws some props Anya's way, telling her that reversing the spell "took guts." Ew! Not literally I hope. Considering the impaled Ronnie lying in a dirty alleyway, Anya is unsure if reversing the spell was the right decision. Xander attempts to comfort her with "it could be worse." "Oh it will be," intones Anya as she thinks about what D'Hoffryn has in store for her.
Buffy jogs through the graveyard until she comes upon a church. Church right next to a cemetery? Eerily efficient. Buffy enters and looks around for Spike. Now that I can get a good look at that top without the jacket, I hate it. It looks like nothing so much as trashy Wal-Mart lingerie. I like her necklace though. The mother-of-pearl pendant looks like a Chinese throwing star.