Magic Box. I'm so sick of my inability to come up with a catchy name for this set. Please excuse me while I retreat further into my German heritage (where no one expects you to be creative, merely precise) and call it simply Der Zauber Kasten. It's cool 'cause it's foreign. Trust me. Giles is fixing a banner reminding the customers of the upcoming holidays. Including Gurachnar's Ascension. HA! Is that a Canadian holiday? Giles dryly remarks that he is "no longer a victim of crass holiday commercialization, [he's] a purveyor of it." Anya unpacks some new stock and suggests a chickens' feet holiday promotion. Willow and Giles gently mock Anya's idea, which sets her off. "I've been very good for this store," she snarks. "If it wasn't for me, Giles would be a terrified old man staring at a quarterly tax statement and wetting himself." Yawn. This scene is boring me. Anya is upset because she thinks everyone takes her for granted, Xander is upset at his girlfriend for harshing on the rest of the gang, and finally we're interrupted by Buffy. She wants the gang to research the Bordello of Blood. Anya and Giles are already familiar with the concept. Buffy climbs into the saddle of her moral high horse and gets upset that Giles knew about these houses of swill repute but never told her about them. She vows that she's going to shut them down, and strides purposefully to a weapons chest that is just sitting right there in the store. Good god! It's not even locked. I really wish the writers would remember that there tend to be actual customers with grubby little inquisitive hands in most stores. Giles suggests that Buffy forget about the Bordello of Blood and focus on Glory. "Vampires are vampires. And my job description is pretty clear," snots Buffy. Oh yeah? They must have firmed that up since the time you were DATING ONE. And don't even get me started on the thorny issue that is Spike. Xander suggests that they make a plan and maybe wait around for Captain Generica, but at the mention of Riley's name, Buffy coldly says, "Back me up or not. I'm going." The rest of the gang follows her already retreating figure, leaving Anya to mind the store.