Well, you've been meaning to sell a few anyway, right?
And, um... really sorry about all the stuff and the fight with Nina, and, okay, not all that sorry about the Nina fight, but... well, still with the sorry.
I did say I was going to sell a few. But I also said I was going to keep a few. And the Stingray was in the "keep a few" list. Well, you are going to give the money to the company, aren't you?
Who'd you sell it to? Do you know?
Apology accepted. And you know, that stuff I said . . . you know I didn't mean it.
Or you can put me on salary. Just because I'm dead doesn't mean that I don't have expenses, after all.
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Listen, Angel. You know my reputation. I was Sunnydale High's resident Queen of Mean. I know how it works. That stuff you said... that stuff I said... it comes from somewhere. It's stuff that we ordinarily suppress, but at some point or another, we had to be thinking it. If it's not true, it's not as cutting. And when going for an insult, you want to make it as cutting as possible. Sure, maybe it gets exaggerated... but it still had to be there in some form or another.... A lot of that stuff, I already knew... I KNOW you thought my acting could use a lot of work, and I've said as much about my relative uselessness on several occasions.
The prostitution, she was new. I'll have to digest that one a little longer.
Dennis, I . . . After all the magical screwups you've had in the past? And you still haven't learned?
I'm not going to stick you back behind a wall. But I can't believe you did that. And if you ever get near magical supplies again, I might just have you exorcised.
Gotcha! No more magic for Dennis. Besides, we have nice Miss Amy to do that for us now, right? I mean, I heard right, I think. The hearing as a water cooler was sort of fuzzy...
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It's, uh, kinda too late.
Well, you've been meaning to sell a few anyway, right?
And, um... really sorry about all the stuff and the fight with Nina, and, okay, not all that sorry about the Nina fight, but... well, still with the sorry.
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Who'd you sell it to? Do you know?
Apology accepted. And you know, that stuff I said . . . you know I didn't mean it.
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Or you can put me on salary. Just because I'm dead doesn't mean that I don't have expenses, after all.
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I...
Listen, Angel. You know my reputation. I was Sunnydale High's resident Queen of Mean. I know how it works. That stuff you said... that stuff I said... it comes from somewhere. It's stuff that we ordinarily suppress, but at some point or another, we had to be thinking it. If it's not true, it's not as cutting. And when going for an insult, you want to make it as cutting as possible. Sure, maybe it gets exaggerated... but it still had to be there in some form or another.... A lot of that stuff, I already knew... I KNOW you thought my acting could use a lot of work, and I've said as much about my relative uselessness on several occasions.
The prostitution, she was new. I'll have to digest that one a little longer.
You're forgiven.
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Well, it was kind of my fault. Honest to Pete, I didn't mean to, I only meant to sort of give me energy and whatnot.
And I'm real sorry. I mean gosh, really. And I understand if you want to shellack me behind a wall again
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I'm not going to stick you back behind a wall. But I can't believe you did that. And if you ever get near magical supplies again, I might just have you exorcised.
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