Xander: She escaped on her first day!

Xander: What do you think? E for effort? Impulsive?

Xander: I have to know everything! Concentrate when I'm talking to you.

Grant: I don't know if it was a good escape or not! You're the one with eyes in the back of your head, not me!

Xander: Rhelan, how many times do I have to tell you, if you're going to succeed in life, you have to pay attention!

Grant: If I'd been paying attention, Captain Obvious, she wouldn't have escaped!

Xander: And if you keep moping about wanting your Christmas holiday...I'll have you boiled with your own pudding...and buried with a stake of holly through your heart.

Grant: Heathen!

Xander: You should talk. You're the one who's been reading books about witchcraft all night.

Grant: I was trying to come up with a suitably...romantic...magical talisman to give Kore. You make the laws.

Grant: So far, the scholarly consensus seems to be that one should start by bending spoons, and work up from there.

Xander: Oh that's an awful idea.

Xander: We're not the old guys we seem, are we Rhelan?

Grant: What's that supposed to mean!

Xander: It's just flesh, corporeal nature. I could look like anyone I wanted to.

Xander: We could be young again. Don't you ever think of that sometimes?

Xander: Whatever happened to us? You're still the same guy you were when we first met.

Xander: Rhelan, I think I might be immortal.

Grant: Well that's what you get when you go around sinning!

Xander: That's not even a pun.

Grant: Then get rid of your valley girl accent.