Anya: “You’re going away for a week? That’s great!”
Giles: “Yes, yes, everybody seems delighted about it.”
There are forty-three churches in Sunnydale? That seems a little excessive.
Buffy: “Oh. My. God.”
Giles: “It’s a sombrero.”
Buffy: “And it’s on your head.”
Snyder: “There are some things I can just smell. It’s like a sixth sense.”
Giles: “Well, actually, that would be one of the five.”
I believe the subtext here is rapidly becoming text.
Books smell. Musty and, and rich. The knowledge gained from a computer, is, uh, it… it has no, no texture, no, no context.
Giles: “Buffy? After all this time?”