Bronze. Cibo Matto sings "Spoon." Willow is telling Xander that she thinks something is up with Buffy. Xander tells her she's being paranoid. Smell the java, Xander! She's been ten times bitchier in fifteen minutes than she was in the entire first season. Willow affirms this, saying that Buffy's never been mean before. Xander anxiously wonders where she is. Willow hopefully puts some ice cream on her nose. Xander turns back to her. "You got somethin' on your nose." Aw. Poor, sweet, misguided Willow.
Graveyard. Absalom, The Anointed One, and some henchvamps converge on the Master's grave, and two of them start shoveling dirt. Absalom instructs the other two to start digging with their hands, as they're in a hurry. So they couldn't invest in a couple more shovels? I'd give a little attitude about that if I were a henchvamp. Unless Sars or Wing gave the order, in which case I'd meekly obey. Hey, you haven't seen the fangs on those two. One of the shovelless vamps cries out in pain, and says that the ground is consecrated and is burning his hands. The Anointed One tells him to dig on. They uncover the Master's bones.
Bronze. The lead singer speaks the opening words to "Sugar Water." As the music kicks up, we see a pair of shoes enter the Bronze. The camera slowly pans up to reveal Buffy, clad in a simple, elegant black dress. She struts in. The slow, ethereal music brings a fitting surrealism to the scene. Angel sees her and approaches her. She sarcastically asks him if there's danger at the Bronze. He says he thinks she's angry with him, but she denies that. He asks if she's afraid of "us." She snits, "Could you contemplate getting over yourself for a second?" He'd need a trampoline for that. And I'd suggest you use it afterward, Buffy. She continues, "There's no us. Look, Angel, I'm sorry if I was supposed to spend the summer mooning over you, but I didn't. I moved on. To the living." Ouch. She does just that, walking by an observing Cordelia to get to Willow and Xander. Willow asks what's wrong with Angel, who's chewing on his lower lip hard enough to draw blood. Instead of presenting her with a list, Buffy says she doesn't know. Suddenly invading Xander's personal space, she suggests they dance. They leave a hurt Willow. On the dance floor, Buffy dances in a way that's trying for "sexy," but hits somewhere between "slutty" and "embarrassingly schoolgirl." The camera spins around them as she expressionlessly grinds into Xander. Angel looks on dully (surprise, surprise) while Willow watches in disbelief and horror. Even Xander, who's getting his fantasy fulfilled, seems caught between arousal and a nagging feeling that something's not quite right. Finally, Buffy turns to him and asks him if she ever thanked him for saving her life, to which he promptly replies in the negative. Walking around him, she whispers in his ear, "Don't you wish I would?" Ouch, again. Bitch-ion accomplished, she leaves, grabbing her purse without so much as a look at Willow. She does give Angel a quick glance, though. Bette Davis makes a note to invite Buffy for a drink once she gets to heaven. Xander, meanwhile, tries valiantly to process his thoughts through the marked lack of blood flow to his brain.