"It's down there," he said pointing down the hill.
The man in the tow truck backed it down the hill. Then another man hooked the car to the back of the tow truck. Cordelia quickly decided she didn't want to be in the car when they towed it up the hill. She got out of the car and joined Angel at the top of the hill. Soon, the car was on the road again, but now it was muddy.
"Ew!" Cordy said. "I can't go to Sunnydale with a dirty car."
Angel sighed his nonexistant breath. "Thanks," he said to the men and joined Cordy in her car.
"We are going by a car wash, right?" she asked.
"You take me into town. You go clean your car."
"Great!" Cordy started the car and began driving again.
Anya walked to Xander's house. When Xander saw her appear in his bedroom in the basement, he greeted her with, "It's about time you got ready!"
Anya was taken aback. "What? No 'hey, honey'? No kiss?"
"I've been waiting four hours for you."
"I wanted to look perfect for our anniversary. That's why we're going out tonight, right?"
Xander's eyes widened. He had totally forgotten about his and Anya's anniversary. He was so concerned about Willow. It's a good thing she turned me down. Guess we're not going to the Bronze.
"Well?" Anya asked.
"Aren't you going to get dressed for our date tonight?"
Xander looked blankly at her.
"You're not planning on wearing that, are you?"
Anya's eyes scanned up and down his clothes. He was wearing bright pink and black striped flannel pants and a red t-shirt.
Xander looked down at his outfit. "What's wrong with it?"
Anya sighed. This is going to be a long night. she thought.
Buffy and Willow left Giles's a few minutes ago. Giles closed the door after them. He turned around and looked at Spike. "Ok. Back into the tub you go."
"Is this really necessary?" Spike asked.
"Yes, it is. Willow may trust you, but I don't." Giles walked toward Spike. "Let's go." He started to pull him back into the bathroom by his arm.
Giles had the plan of unchaining Spike every time Willow came over. Then after she left, he would chain him back up.
Spike was getting tired of Giles's little game of chaining him up when Willow wasn't around. Hadn't he done enough for them? They should realize he couldn't kill them in this moment of his unlife.
"Sit," Giles instructed and pointed to the bathtub. Spike reluctantly sat down finding no way out of it.