Cut to Xander checking into the Motel California. You can run from bad parenting, Xander, but you can never hide.
Cut to Anya sitting in a darkened room, head bowed, still in her wedding dress. Her expression is one of devastation, but her hair looks fabulous. D'Hoffryn hands her a tissue. They appear to be at his, uh, void. Anya says that she's tired of crying. D'Hoffryn sighs and says, "Ah, Anyanka. I'm sorry. But you let him domesticate you. It's time you got back to what you do best. Don't you think?" Anya looks up at him, poker-faced, and…fade to black.