“...she yanked open her shoulder bag and pulled out a stake. Boy Scouts and vampire slayers should always be prepared.”

“She was the Slayer. Normal teen angst didn't stack up to fangs at your throat.”

“Yo, zombie guys, pay attention. When it's Simon says, that means you have to do what I say. Let's be more direct. The Slayer says die, like, forever.”

“We're all leaving now", Blue Eyes whispered to her. "Together. Out the front door. Scream, and we'll kill you here and now."Or later", Willow suggested nervously. "Later would be a big improvement on that idea. We could meet back here in, say, an hour, and you can exhibit your homicidal tendencies then, okay? That would be way better for us.”

“And that noise! It was enough to make that happy mailman on Mr. Rogers go postal!”

“why would you think such a dangerous endeavor would be fun?”

“He whispered, breaking the silence because he could no longer bear it, daring to make a noise because a whisper was better than a scream”