Buffy wakes in Psych class as the students around her pack up their books to leave. Willow teases Buffy for falling asleep but assures her there was "minimum drool." Sadly, Buffy's horrible skirt wasn't just part of the dream and she's still wearing it. As she and Willow exit the classroom, Buffy admits she was having an intense dream and Riley butts in, saying that she looked so peaceful sleeping in class. Shut up, Riley. He asks the girls where they're headed, and Willow makes a diplomatic exit to attend her Wicca group. As Buffy and Riley walk away bantering about her dream, Willow hides behind her notebook and spies on them. She smiles with satisfaction that their conversation is going well and heads off in the other direction. Outside, Riley asks Buffy what she's doing that night and she says, "Oh, patrolling," and then tries to cover her blunder by stuttering, "Uh, petroleum!" Riley makes a crude oil joke -- which I could extrapolate to his hair but won't -- and Buffy asks him what he's doing. He says he's grading papers. Out in the sun, Sarah Michelle Gellar's chest is looking particularly bony and I wouldn't recommend any more low-cut blouses for her outdoor scenes, okay, wardrobe people? Buffy and Riley stand very close, talking about seeing each other later, about to kiss. Right before the moment of impact, Buffy tilts her head and asks, "What papers?" requiring Riley to embellish his lie about what he's doing that night (apparently, their class only has a final). They part ways and Buffy looks disappointed.
Okay, you know that Levi's ad where the saucy invisible girl comes to see the schleppy invisible guy in his loft apartment and they "get it on"? Well, they've edited it down from the original version and they cut the part where the now-naked guy puts on his bathrobe before answering the door to find his mom. I know he's invisible and all, but that still disturbs me.
At the ex-Watcher's Tower (tm Kisle), Giles is on the phone with Buffy, jotting down the nursery rhyme Buffy heard in her dream. He tells her that the dream could have been prophetic or could just be "the eternal mystery that is [her] brain." He asks an unseen someone if he has heard of the Gentlemen and Spike comes into view, deliciously clad in a tight black t-shirt and looking through the cupboards in Giles's depressing little kitchen. Spike denies any knowledge of the group and crankily adds, "We're out of Weetabix." Giles replies, equally cranky, that Spike ate it all. When Spike demands he buy more, Giles snaps that he thought vampires ate blood. "Yeah, well, sometimes I like to crumble up the Weetabix in the blood," says Spike, flopping down on the sofa, "Give it a little texture." Spike appears to be snacking on peanut butter and crackers, and I'd like to be snacking on him, because he looks so tasty in his t-shirt, tight black jeans, and battered combat boots. Giles is disgusted by Spike's dining habits and instructs him to get his own Weetabix.