ANGELUS: Dear Buffy. I'm still trying to decide the best way to send my regards.
SPIKE: Why don't you rip her lungs out? It might make an impression.
ANGELUS: Lacks...poetry.
SPIKE: It doesn't have to. What rhymes with lungs?
~~
Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered~~
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