Museum. Willow, creeped out, wonders if maybe Rodney just "stepped out for a smoke." "For twenty-one hours?" Xander asks. "It's addictive, you know," Willow points out. No kidding. Flick...ahhh. Giles mutters that they can consider Rodney's nic fit when they've ruled out evil curses, and Buffy grouses that one day she'll live in a town where they can rule out evil curses "without even saying." Aw, does the poor widdle Slayer feel sowwy for herself some more? Shut up, Buffy. The gang discovers the broken seal, but sees the mummy -- or a mummy, at any rate -- "snug as ever" in the Styro-tomb, so they figure everything's kosher, but as Giles is examining the symbols on the Anthropologie plate, a lost Lamas cousin attired in David Copperfield's cast-offs from the Statue of Liberty special charges out of the shadows brandishing a cutlass and attacks them. Quick shot of the open-mouthed, shiny-toothed mummy, then back to Xander tackling Copperfieldo Lamas, who throws Xander off and bails. Xander's all excited that he helped: "Okay, I just saved us, right?" Buffy muses that "something did," but Giles doesn't care either way; he wants to beat it out of there before Copperfieldo Lamas comes back, and the others start to hustle out, but Willow's eye is caught by something in the Styro-tomb. She asks if the Incas were "very advanced?" Giles, impatiently: "Yes, yes, very." "Did they have orthodontists?" We pan down to the mummy again; either the Inca princess had a wicked overbite, or that's actually Rodney "Why Don't You Edvard Munch...My Balls, Cochise" Munson in the Styro-tomb.
Back at the library, the Scoobs ponder aloud what could have happened to Rodney. Xander sarcastically suggests asking Copperfieldo Lamas, but Willow thinks that, given the way C.L. ran off, "he was as freaked as [they] were" when he caught sight of Rodney. Giles doesn't have the resources to say exactly what's going on; the answer, as Buffy points out, is probably in the seal, but it'll take weeks for Giles to translate it. He says he'll start that night, and then Buffy remembers that she's supposed to pick up Ampata at the bus station and she's already late. Xander tries to stop her by prattling about priorities, "Latin lover whose stock in trade is breaking hearts," blah blah transparent whatever. Buffy's all worried that Ampata's there by himself, what if he doesn't speak English, he's from...hey, South America: "Maybe he could translate the seal." Xander blah blah bad Catskills routine whatever.