Buffy accosts Giles in the hall and tells him what just happened. She refers to the no-neck as a "no-neck." Stay off my lines, babe -- you're helpless, remember? Giles still plays dumb, but she's very upset. He says that, given time, they'll figure out what's wrong. Buffy desperately asks him to promise her that. Subtly looking like he's starting to unravel, he does, and walks off.
Giles has tea with Travers at the Bates Motel. Talk about sentences I never thought I'd write. Travers notes that Giles is having doubts, and says that "cruciamentum is not easy for Slayer or Watcher." Isn't that a priori? "But it's been done this way for a dozen centuries, whenever a Slayer turns eighteen. It's a time-honored rite of passage." Giles: "It's an archaic exercise in cruelty." They could be talking about frat-rushing at this point. Giles exposits that Buffy will be locked in the Bates Motel, weakened and defenseless, with "that thing," as he looks at the wooden crate. I giggle as I imagine all the things that could be in there. Starr Jones? Céline Dion? Ed Begley Jr.? Oh, all right. Marti Noxon? Giles and Travers continue to argue over the merits of the trial. Travers opines that, when it's over, "your Buffy will be stronger for it." Giles: "Or she'll be dead for it." Travers: "I know you are, but what am I?" Oh, sorry.
Travers shows Giles out, trying to reassure him that Buffy will survive. Giles leaves. Hobson starts to tell Travers he needs to run an errand, but is interrupted by a frightful yelling from inside the crate. The three gather round, and Blair unlocks and opens the door to reveal a vamped-out psycho in a straitjacket and a head restraint. Blair and Hobson look scared, but Travers calmly tells them to get on with it. Blair gets some pills from a prescription bottle and puts them on the end of a very long spoon. He feeds them to the vamp, whom I'll call Norman, because of his mother issues. Hobson gives him a glass of water with the aid of some long tongs. Travers tells them to close the box, which they do.
The gang, sans Giles, researches in the library. Xander opines that what they're looking for is some sort of "Slayer kryptonite," but Oz says that's a faulty metaphor, since kryptonite kills. Actually, it does all sorts of funny things -- just ask Omar G. They start a discussion about the effects of the various forms of kryptonite. I can certainly believe that Oz and Xander would know this stuff. Buffy, somewhat snittily, asks them to come back to reality. How meta. She starts to walk off, but Willow chases after her, asking what she'll do if she can't get her powers back. Buffy unconvincingly says she'll deal, and that there might be some good to it. Well, considering how much whinging you've done about wanting a normal life, I'd hope you could find a silver lining. Giles walks in, and Buffy asks him if he's found anything. He hasn't. She doesn't look like she's seeing the good.