Willow: Hey, Amy! (To Buffy) Is she okay?
Buffy: No, she's, she's wiggin' about her mom, big cheer queen back when.
Willow: Yeah, her mom's kinda...
Buffy: ...Nazi like?
Willow: Heil. If she gains an ounce she padlocks the fridge and won't eat anything but broth.
Buffy: So, mommy dearest is really... Mommy Dearest?
Willow: There's a bitter streak. But Amy's nice. We used to hang in Junior High. When her mom would go on a broth kick Amy'd come over to my house and we'd stuff ourselves with brownies!
Buffy: Hey, any word on Amber?
Willow: Nothing thrilling. Average student. Got detention once, for smoking. Regular smoking... with a cigarette, not, like, being smoky.
Buffy: (Smiles) Hmm.
Willow: All pretty normal.
Buffy: So we just have to wait and we'll see what happens. Maybe nothing will.



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