Shouldn't Amy be a little more jacked up at this point? I mean, I think the last time we saw her, she was breaking into Buffy's house stealing kitchen herbs; now she's looking all glossy, healthy, and sassy. Maybe Willow didn't need to quit after all, huh?
Doublemeat Palace. Hamburger slowly mushes out of the spout of the meat grinder. Buffy watches as the blades spin in the hopper. More ground meat trickles out in disgusting meaty dribbles. My forehead breaks out in one of those cold sweats you get when you have the stomach flu. Buffy leans down and, without donning gloves of any sort, reaches right into the ground beef and starts digging around. She unearths the world's fakest severed finger. I've seen severed fingers on sale at Walgreen's for Halloween that were more effectively creepy than this thing. I've seen carrots that looked more like a severed finger than this prop. Anyway, Buffy plucks out the big stiff fake finger and rushes into Manny's office, where Manny is hanging an inspirational poster that says, "Dedication." The picture, however, appears to be of a pothole in a road at night. I think this poster was the most amusing thing in the whole episode. I mean, it didn't make me laugh out loud or anything, but I liked looking at it and thinking about it. In fact, the first time I watched this episode, I spent most of the rest of this scene looking at the poster and thinking, and I missed Buffy waving the severed carrot around and yelling at Manny about her suspicions that the missing workers are ending up as the secret ingredient in the beef patties. Manny suggests that the finger is Gary's and he got himself to the hospital, but Buffy's having none of it. She rushes out into the restaurant and starts throwing people's trays of food on the ground, yelling, "Stop eating! No, you can't eat this! It's not beef! It's people!" She continues to rant about the meat layer being people as Manny and another worker grab her by the arms and start to drag her out of the seating area. "Probably not the chicken-y part. But who knows? Who knows!" Buffy yells, pointing her finger at the curious crowd. Suddenly the little old lady bustles through the crowd and, holding out a deep-fried cherry pastry, demands, "What about the cherry pie?"