TEXT: Daylight. In a hallway of Sunnydale High, students are picking up graduation caps and gowns. Cordelia and Xander are signing for their gowns. Cordelia: I can't believe this loser look. I lobbied so hard for the teal. No one ever listens to me. A lone fashionable wolf. Xander: I like the Maroon. Has more dignity. Cordelia: Dignity? You? In relation to clothes? I am awash in a sea of confusion. Xander: I just want to look respectable in this, considering I'm probably gonna die in it. Cordelia: Excuse me? Xander: I'm telling you. I woke up the other day with this feeling in my gut. I just know there's no way I'm getting out of this school alive. Cordelia: Wow, you've really mastered the power of positive giving-up. Xander: I've been lucky too many times. My number's coming up. And I was short! One more rotation and I'm shipping state-side, you know what I mean? Cordelia: Seldom if ever. They part. Cut to Willow and a guy standing at the foot of a stairwell, just after they sign each other's yearbooks. He leaves and Harmony walks down the stairs. All of Willow's lines are delivered with a compulsive smile. Willow: Bye! We'll keep in touch! Harmony: Willow, will you sign my yearbook? Willow: Yeah. You have to sign mine too. Harmony: You know, I really wish we woulda got to know each other better. Willow: Me too. Harmony: I mean, you're so smart. I always wanted to be like that. Willow: Thanks. You're so sweet. Harmony: I hope we won't lose touch. Willow: No, we'll hang out. Harmony: Bye! Willow: Bye! Harmony leaves as Buffy walks down the stairs. Willow: Oh, I'm gonna miss her. Buffy: Don't you hate her? Willow: (still smiling) Yes, with a fiery vengeance. She picked on me for ten
SUMMARY:
While the Mayor prepares for his Ascension, Faith goes around "tying up" loose ends, one of those being Angel. Faith shoots Angel with a poisoned arrow , and Buffy must battle Faith to save Angel's life, needing her Slayer blood as antidote.