"Honey, I'm home," Buffy calls out as she comes through her front door. Riley bounds down the stairs to give Buffy a kiss and mentions that he's put away the rest of Buffy's things. Then there's some talk of "favors" being owed and repaid. I'm okay up until Buffy bandies about the idea of "outfits," and with that we've crossed the line into TMI. I see enough of SMG's bony little shoulders as it is. I don't need the visual that Riley's words provide. "Oh. Be still my heart," says Riley as he leans in for a kiss. Ugh. Be still my stomach. Thankfully, Dawn interrupts on her way out the door to "Melinda's for dinner." Buffy quickly nixes the idea with a series of plausible reasons that include, "I don't like you hanging out with someone that...short." Remind me why Buffy doesn't want to tell the rest of the gang about Dawn again? Because they'll act conspicuous around her? Oh. Just checking. Dawn stomps off, and Riley sticks up for her, saying, "Yeah, a lot of young people nowadays are experimenting with shortness. You gotta nip that in the bud." Buffy protests that she's worried about the Abimbonation, but Riley feels that there's more to it. He deftly passive-aggressifies, "Every time I think I'm getting closer to you," and then stands to leave. Buffy runs after him, reassuring him that she does indeed want his help, but Riley cuts her off with, "I know you got a lot on your mind. You decide you want to let me in on any of it, you let me know. I'll come running." Sigh. Bitter Riley is only slightly more tolerable than usual.
Tara comes rushing into her room to find Papa McChoad already there, fingering her stuff; she'd left the door unlocked. Again. He's upset that she doesn't try to hide her Wicca ways, and he thought that if they "let [her] go," she would "get it out of [her] system." Everyone getting the subtext here? Yeah. Cree. Pee. Papa McChoad says that they came because her twentieth birthday is approaching and that's "the same age your mother was when she..." What? Wised up and ran out on your ass? He asks if she's told her friends, and Tara shakily applies in the affirmative, but admits that she's lying under her father's brutal cross-examination of "are you lying to me?" Papa McChoad lays down the law and tells Tara that she's coming home with him and that they're leaving in the morning. Tara looks anguished. Papa McChoad then feeds Tara some more typical abuser's rhetoric before leaving: "Your family loves you, Tara, no matter what. How do you think your friends are going to feel when they see your true face?"
Somewhere...else, the Abimbonation pelts shoes at the sore-covered demon to wake him up. He's chained to a closet rod in part of a huge, HUGE closet. Let me get this straight. The Abimbonation has only been in Sunnydale a matter of weeks, and she's already either amassed or transported more clothes than I have owned in twenty-six years? Maybe all Buffy needs to do is point her in the direction of the Cabezon outlet mall and be done with it. Anyway, Amber or whatever her name is finds out Buffy's secret identity from the demon and then orders him to "get your friends. Find the girl. Kill the girl." Whatever. Wake me when this character becomes important.