Cut to Anya dragging Andrew out of the bathroom by his coat collar as he finishes, "The story needs to be told!" A Junior Miss quickly rushes into the vacated bathroom, and a few others are lined up in the hall holding towels. Hey, Andrew has a new outfit of a track jacket, t-shirt, and jeans. I bet he picked that up at Wal-Mart along with the video-camera and the white board. Anya bitches him out, saying that people need to use the bathroom, and then expresses curiosity about why he was filming himself, since it "sounds like kinky business" to her. Andrew explains his motives for filming: "The world's gonna want to know about Buffy. It's a story of ultimate triumph tinged with a bitterness for what's been lost in the struggle." I find it strange that Andrew is expressing the most thoughtfulness about the show (and the people who make it) that we've seen from any character or scriptwriter this season. And sadly, I think the triumph is exactly what has been lost in the struggle, if that doesn't make for too confusing a concept.

Anya (fairly kindly) says that Andrew's project is "pointless," since Buffy has all let them know they're going to die in the next apocalypse anyway. Way to build up the troops' confidence, Buffy. Engaging in some manipulative flattery, which on Andrew reads an awful lot like eleven-year-old girlie flirting, Andrew tells Anya it would be a shame if he gave up the project, since he was about to interview her for her "unique perspective." And I think Andrew is as gay as the day is long, but I swear he's looking right at Anya's breasts as he continues, "Give it editorial balance and, uh, glamour." Anya's breasts = glamour. It's something to remember. Maybe Andrew just has an innate sense that Anya would respond well to a sexual sort of energy? I don't think the Andrew we've seen previously had that much insight, innate or not, but I suppose I shouldn't complain about him growing as a character after all the complaining I did about him being one-dimensional. See, I am losing my mind, because it's not like me to be so reasonable. Anya is properly manipulated and agrees to be interviewed. And here I am, still enjoying Andrew, still having fun. Such a strange feeling on a Tuesday night for me.