Buffy:  My brain is n't really functioning on the higher levels .
Buffy: It
Buffy: 's pretty much : fire bad , tree pretty .
Giles: Understandable . Well , when it 's working again , congratulate it on a good campaign . You did very well .
Buffy: Thank you . I will .
Giles: I , ah , I managed to ferret this out of the wreckage . Now , it may not interest you , but ...
Giles: I
Giles: 'd say you earned it .
Giles: There
Giles: 's a certain , um , dramatic irony attached to all this , a synchronicity that borders on , on predestination , _ one _ might say .
Buffy: Fire bad , tree pretty .
Giles: Yes , sorry . I 'll go and tend to Wesley , see if he 's still , um , whimpering .