Grant: Hello?

Grant: Who is this?

Xander: I want to see her. She's probably at the homeopathic guild, right?

Xander: No I don't. Never mind.

Grant: Oh, smuggling again? Well thanks for the notification. We will be sure to keep an eye out and arrest anyone...

Grant: I say, who are you people? Private company?

Grant: How did you get this number?

Narration (Xander): This is a good week to do some gardening. I need to rebuild that rose trellis.

Narration (Xander): Get some sun. Freckle my skin like I belong in this world.

Grant: I say, hold on a sec--

Grant: Eugene, this is important! I need to meet with these guys. Get me a pass to San Francisco!

Xander: No. Have them meet you here.

Narration (Xander): Maybe I'll play fetch with Shane later, if he feels up to leaving his pantry. Or hit baseballs or something if fetch is too complicated.

Grant: Page 15, don't have a cow.

Xander: When do I ever?

Grant: Wait, can you say that again?