Buffy sits in her cubicle at Sunnydale High, balancing a pencil cup on her forehead. Wonder what her Franklin Covey day planner looked like this morning? 10:00 AM -- surf internet. 10:45 AM -- long bathroom break (fiddle with hair). 11:00 AM -- build tiny sculptures from paperclips. 11:15 AM -- be bitchy to vampire in basement. 11:45 AM -- improve desk tchotchke balancing skills. Her phone rings, startling her, and of course the pencils and cup fall to the ground, because this week Buffy's super-fast Slayer reflexes are less important than a cheap sight gag. It's Willow on the other end of the line, breaking the news that she's encountered something strange and violent on the UC Sunnydale campus. Buffy grabs a pen to write down info. I sure hope she doesn't leave notes like that lying around the office. Buffy says she'll get Xander to go after the ToH with her, and then Willow seems to tell her about the manner of death. "Ripped out the heart? My god," says Buffy, shocked, but then inquires immediately afterwards, "Hey, did you get that physics class you wanted?" Strange girl.