Willow: Tell me a story.
Tara: Okay. Once upon a time, there was, um... a kitty. She was very little, and she was all alone, and nobody wanted her.
Willow: This is a very upsetting story.
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This Year's Girl [4.15]Amber Benson
Willow: Questions. Great.
Tara: W-we can answer questions.
Nigel: Good. I need to know a little bit more about the Slayer, and about the both of you. Your relationship, whatever you can tell me.
Tara: O-o-our relationship?
Willow: We're friends.
Tara: Good friends.
Willow: Girlfriends, actually.
Tara: Yes, we're girlfriends.
Willow: We're in love. W-we're lovers. We're lesbian, gay-type lovers.
Nigel: I meant your relationship with the Slayer.Amber Benson
Willow: What did I have for breakfast this morning? Do you remember?
Tara: Huh?
Willow: I-I wanna say bagel, but I think that was yesterday. You had two eggs sunny side up. I remember because they were wiggling at me like little boobs.
Tara: Sassy eggs.Amber Benson
Willow: Don't worry, we're sure to spot Faith first. She's like this cleavagey slutbomb walking around going, "Ooh, check me out, I'm wicked cool, I'm five by five."
Tara: "Five by five?" Five what by five what?
Willow: See, that's the thing. No one knows.Amber Benson
Willow: Hey, clothes.
Tara: Better not get used to 'em.Amber Benson
They more adeptly bend the willow's branches
who have experience of the willow's roots.Rainer Maria Rilke
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