Dawn flees from the car with Todd giving chase. He's all, "I thought we could hang out." Dawn is repulsed, but then he makes with the sweet talk and she's not going anywhere. "It'll only hurt for a second," he reassures her as he bends towards her neck. Dawn lets him because. You see. If you remember. Okay. There's no good reason for Dawn to let him do that, and it's no end of annoying, but that's just what she's about to do until Giles arrives with a quippy "I bet that's what you say to all the girls." That dialogue is…well, I was going to say, "That dialogue is Rip Van Winkle, it's so tired." But then I remembered that Rip actually slept for a hundred years and would presumably be rather well rested, and therefore the metaphor wouldn't work. But then I couldn't think of a literary figure who stayed up for a really, really long time. An Anti-Rip Van Winkle, if you will. Maybe Rip Van Winkle on some sort of coke bender. I don't know. I give up now. Anyway. Todd quickly grabs Dawn by the throat in the hostage hold. Giles purposefully crosses the clearing, saying, "Now you have a choice, son. We can do this the easy way or we can do this the har…" Giles is interrupted by the sudden illumination of headlights. Many vamps get out of their tastefully appointed Cadillac Cateras and Pontiac LeManses and surround him. The hell? Okay. I guess vampires like to make out as much as the next person, but someone is really going to have to explain for me the love for the mid-sized sedan. You're a hot young undead creature of the night. You don't play by society's rules, maaaaaan. Don't tell me that you're going to drive the Subaru Legacy for its roomy interior yet competitive gas mileage.

A host of vamps advances on Giles. A hand claps him on the shoulder, and he starts until he notices that it's attached to Spike. Cue Buffy. As soon as she takes in the situation, she interrogates Dawn: "Were you parking? With a vamp?" Dawn protests that she didn't know about the vamp part; she "just met him." "Oh. So you were parking in the woods with a boy you just met?" snaps Buffy in full mom mode. Bicker bicker. Random vamp who looks a lot like Mort, Harmony's minion, from one of those episodes during The Days Of Chauvinistic Swine And Tubers (also known as Season Four), pipes up with, "Excuse me. Can we fight now?" Buffy asks if anyone is actually here just to make out. A couple of normals slowly raise their hands. Buffy points at them with her stake: "Aw, that's sweet. You run." Heh.