Outside, Buffy starts to stalk off, but Cordy comes out and calls her name. The interaction that follows is better transcribed:
Cordy: You're really campaigning for Bitch of the Year, aren't you?
Buffy: As defending champion, you nervous?
Cordy: I can hold my own. You know, we've never really been close, which is nice because I don't really like you that much, but you have on occasion saved the world and stuff, so I'm gonna do you a favor.
Buffy: And this great favor is...
Cordy: I'm gonna give you some advice. Get over it.
Buffy: Excuse me?
Cordy: Whatever's causing the Joan Collins 'tude, deal with it. Embrace the pain, spank your inner moppet, whatever. But get over it. 'Cause pretty soon you're not gonna even have the loser friends you've got now.
Buffy: I think it's about time you start minding your own business.
Cordy: It's long past.
Hee! Even though the tone of the exchange is pretty sober, I find it hilarious. Maybe it's just that when Cordy tries to be relatively nice, this is the result. Buffy turns to go, and pulls up the very large hood on her jacket, which is hysterically incongruous, but sends a kind of "talk to the hood" message. Cordy calls after her that she'll ask Angel to dance (and Foreshadowing, you're really starting to piss me off) but a hand grabs her over the mouth. Two vamps drag her away.
In a very dark part of, ostensibly, the factory, the vamps shove Cordy into a room and lock the door. She looks around in a panic, and discovers Miss Calendar's inert form lying on the floor.
Graveyard. Buffy, now hoodless, discovers that the Master's bones have been unearthed. She backs away, and briefly hallucinates the Master standing next to her. She's wigged.
School cafeteria, the next day. Willow is telling Giles that the way Buffy was acting proves she must be possessed. Aw. They all used to have such faith in one another. Xander asks if it's possible that Buffy might actually be attracted to him. Reaction shots of Giles and Willow. Xander: "She's possessed." Aw, again. Even I can't laugh at Xander when they make him insult himself. Much. Giles isn't convinced, but Willow asks why else she would be acting like such a "B-I-T-C-H." Giles thinks they're too old to be spelling out words. Xander: "A bitca?" Xander is so smart! S-M-R-T! Giles suggests that Buffy may simply have issues. Only he pronounces it "ISS-yous," which is cute. He goes on that Buffy's experience with the Master must have been very traumatic, and that he suspects she hasn't dealt with the resultant feelings. Buffy has now appeared in the doorway, wearing the pink top that she should have been wearing the day before. Giles goes on, but Xander cuts him off with, "It's a very interesting point about trout, you just brought up now." Nice save, Mariano Rivera. Buffy reaches the table, and drops the bomb that the Master is gone. Willow wonders what anyone would want with the Master's bones, but Buffy bites out that they're going to bring him back, and blames Giles for not telling her that this was a possibility. Willow tries to defend Giles, but Buffy snaps that she'd like to "have a little less from the civilians." Well, as a recapper, I fancy myself enough of a non-civilian to say this: Shut your sniveling ISS-you-laden mouth, Buffy. Xander basically starts to tell her just that, but Snyder interrupts them and instructs them to get to wherever it is they're supposed to be. Buffy glares daggers, and leaves, as do Xander and Willow. Snyder says that he can just smell some things, "like a sixth sense." Giles: "Actually, that would be one of the five." Hee. Snyder says that with Buffy, he smells trouble, expulsion, "and just the faintest aroma of jail." Foreshadowing: "Don't forget death!" Couch Baron: "This roll of duct tape's for you, dude." Giles suggests to Snyder that he give Buffy the benefit of the doubt, which is magnanimous, considering how Mariah-like she's acting. Snyder asks Giles if he really has faith in the kids, and Giles says yes. Snyder: "Weird." Hee.