Faith's apartment. She's just told the Mayor what happened in the library, and he says that that's very interesting. In the time it took to utter that sentence, he mentally listed eight different ways to kill Willow. Faith's happy, because the Mayor is just now giving her the apartment. He says she's not going to live in that "fleabag hotel" any longer. "There are immoral liaisons going on there." Faith: "Yeah, plus all the screwing." Oh, Professor Higgins, you've got some more work to do before Miss Doolittle is ready for the ball. The Mayor says they'll hang on to her old place to keep the Scoobs in the dark. Faith, slightly seductively, thanks him, calling him "Sugar Daddy." Happily, he sternly rebukes her, then breezily says, "Let's kill your little friend." Faith's smile fades. He says he wouldn't ask her to do it at this point in their relationship, and that a vampire attack would look less suspicious anyway. He shifts the mood again: "If I'm not mistaken, some lucky girl has herself a Playstation." Faith: "No way!" The Mayor: "Yes, way!" Aw, aren't the murderers cute? They are, too -- that's the scary part.
In the hall, Willow runs into a jet-black-haired Oz. He pulls her into an embrace. "There's something about you that's causing me to hug you! It's like I have no will of my own." Whatever that something is, I'd like it in a cologne. Willow asks where he was the day before. Oz says he skipped school because the band got back late from a gig in Monterey the night before that. Willow says she didn't know about it, which I find impossible to believe, and says that she might have wanted to go. Oz counters that he didn't think she'd miss school. Willow: "You think I'm boring." Oz: "I'd call that a radical interpretation of the text." Sing it, dude. He says Dingoes is playing at the Bronze that night, but Willow says she has too much homework. They separate. Uh, "-cakes"?