Dawn: “Is she cold?”
Buffy: “It’s not her. It’s not her. She’s gone.”
Dawn: “Where’d she go?”
Buffy: “How was school today?”
Dawn: “The usual. A big square building filled with boredom and despair.”
Buffy: “Just how I remember it.”
“No. Underline, exclamation point, exclamation point, exclamation point. No one understands. No one has an older sister who’s a Slayer.”
Dawn
“Buffy could stomp ninja ass.”
Dawn

Dawn: “Any luck?”

Willow: “If you define ‘luck’ as ‘the absence of success’, plenty.”

“Yeah, Buffy. What are we gonna do now?”
Dawn

Dawn: “Is she cold?”

Buffy: “It’s not her. It’s not her. She’s gone.”

Dawn: “Where’d she go?”