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Buffy and Willow work on Buffy’s course selection for her Freshman year at UCSunnydale while they wait for a new vampire to rise from its grave. Buffy has left this to the last minute. Registration is tomorrow. It seems the only class that Buffy and Willow will be taking together is Psychology 105, which is taught by the world renowned Professor Maggie Walsh.
“How do you get to be renowned?” asks Buffy. “I mean, like, do you have to be ‘nowned’ first?”
“Yes, first there’s the painful ‘nowning’ process.” Willow finds a course that looks like it might be good for Buffy. “Images of Pop Culture. This is good. They watch movies, TV shows, even commercials.”
“For credit?” asks Buffy.
“Heh. Isn’t college cool?”
The two girls get so involved in Buffy’s course selection that they don’t notice the vampire dig its way out of its grave behind them. The vampire sees the girls sitting there, and starts to creep up on them, thinking that he has a couple of easy kills waiting for it.
The vampire creeps up on Buffy and Willow unseen. Just as it is about to attack it notices Buffy’s open bag, complete with cross, stakes, crossbow and other tools of the Vampire Slaying trade.
Buffy is telling Willow how she’s a little worried about how she’s going to fit in all her college work with her other duties. “I just can’t let it take the edge off my Slaying. I got to stay sharp.”
The vampire turns and quietly creeps away.
Buffy looks around. “Is this guy ever going to wake up?”
Buffy’s first day at UCSunnydale has her feeling a little lost and unsure of herself. She navigates her way through a gauntlet of protesters, born again Christians, and frat guys handing out party invitations. She’s looking for the place she has to go to pick up her student ID card.
Buffy runs into Willow. Willow is handling her first day at university much better than Buffy. She already has her ID card. She picked it up early in the morning. She tells Buffy that she should have gone then, the lineup is really long now.
Willow is all excited by her new environment. “It’s just in high school, knowledge was pretty much frowned upon. You really had to work to learn anything. But here, the energy, the collective intelligence, it’s like this force, this penetrating force, and I can just feel my mind opening up—you know?—and letting this place thrust into and spurt knowledge into… That sentence ended up in a different place than it started out in.”
“I’m with you, though,” says Buffy. “I’m all for spurty knowledge. It’s just, a little overwhelming. Don’t you feel it?”
Willow is distracted by the appearance of Oz. He seems to be doing pretty well himself. He already knows several of the guys around campus, since the Dingos play university parties a lot. It seems that Buffy is the only one feeling overwhelmed.
Buffy and Willow head over to the university library to check it out. Buffy thinks it’s too bad Giles can’t be the librarian here.
“Well, he says that he’s enjoying being a gentleman of leisure,” says Willow.
“Gentleman of leisure?” asks Buffy. “Isn’t that just British for unemployed?”
“Uh-huh, he’s a slacker now.”
“Speaking of slack, have you heard anything from Xander?”
Willow hasn’t for a while. Xander is still off on his cross-country see America road trip. “He said he wasn’t coming back until he had driven to all fifty states.”
“Did you explain about Hawaii?”
“He seemed so determined,” says Willow.
They reach the library. It’s a lot different from the one they blew up. It’s huge, and crowded, and has people who shush you when you talk too loudly. It will not be a place that they can hang out and discuss Slaying issues.
Buffy tries to get a couple of Psychology textbooks for her and Willow off an upper shelf in the campus book store. She knocks them off the shelf and they land on a cute guy’s head.
Buffy bends down to pick up the books as she apologises to the guy. “I’m so… the books were just too high, and then everything was bad.”
“Let me give you a hand.” The guy helps pick up the books, and puts some of them onto a lower shelf, to save anyone from future trauma. “So, uh, are you girls taking Intro Psych, or do you just want me dead?”
“Uh-huh,” says Buffy. “I mean the first one.”
“Well, you’ll have a lot of fun. Professor Walsh—she’s quite a character.”
Willow asks if he’s taken the course and he tells her that he’s a TA. “I’m sorry, I’ve forgotten my manners in all the concussion. I’m Riley.”
Willow introduces herself and Buffy, and asks Riley if they’re going to be studying operant conditioning. She’s heard that’s Professor Walsh’s specialty.
Riley tells Willow that they will, and recommends Professor Walsh’s treatise on Dietricks’ work to her. He’s surprised to find a freshman that interested in psychology.
“Well, it’s fascinating,” says Willow.
“Yeah, you know, ’cause everyone’s got a brain,” says Buffy. Riley gives her a strange look, and starts to lead Willow to where she can find Walsh’s treatise.
“Or, almost everyone.” Buffy tells herself.
Buffy arrives at her dorm room, and notices that her new roommate—whom she had not yet met—is moving in. Her name is Kathy. Kathy seems to be a little hyper, and excited to be there.
Kathy tells Buffy that she’s glad she has gotten a cool roommate. “I just know that this whole year is going to be super-fun!” She sticks up a Celine Dion poster on the wall.
Buffy lies awake in her bed that night, while listening to Kathy snore, giggle, and mumble in her sleep.
Buffy arrives for the first lecture in the Pop Culture class she’s hoping to get into. She hasn’t actually signed up for it yet. While the professor starts his lecture Buffy asks the girl she’s sitting beside if she’s too late to get signed up for the course.
The professor stops his introduction, and looks up at Buffy. “There are two people talking at once, and I know that one of them is me. And the other is…a blonde girl. You, Blonde Girl. Stand up. I’m very excited to hear what you have to say that’s worth interrupting my lecture for.”
Buffy stands up. “I was just asking if the class was still open, if I could still sign up.”
The professor picks up a clipboard. “If your name isn’t on this sheet then you are wasting everyone’s time. Are you on the sheet?”
“They told me that if I just—”
“Do you understand?” asks the professor. “You are sucking energy from everyone in this room. They came here to learn. Get out!”
Buffy starts to pick up her things. “I didn’t mean to… suck.”
“Leave!” says the professor.
Buffy runs into Riley as she’s heading to her psych class. She asks him how his head is.
Riley doesn’t know what Buffy’s talking about until she reminds him about the incident in the bookstore. “You’re Willow’s friend. My head is fine, it just stung for a bit and I lost most of my basic motor functions. It’s no biggie. I’m sorry, I’m trying to remember your…”
“Buffy.”
“Buffy, right.”
Buffy and Riley begin to part as they enter the class. Buffy turns back to him. “You know, I was just wondering. Professor Walsh isn’t planning on yelling at me and kicking me out of the class, is she?”
“It’s not in her lesson plan,” says Riley.
“Great.” Buffy spots Willow and Oz, and goes to join them in the seat they’ve saved for her. Willow asks how the pop culture class went.
“I decided not to take it,” says Buffy. “It seemed dull.”
Professor Walsh enters and introduces herself to the class. She is a stern looking middle aged woman with short cropped blond hair. “Those of you who fall under my good graces will come to know me as Maggie. Those of you who don’t will come to know me by the name my TAs use and think I don’t know about: the Evil Bitch-Monster of Death.
“Make no mistake, I run a hard class, I assign a lot of work, I talk fast and I expect you to keep up. If you’re looking to coast I recommend ‘Geology 101.’ That’s where the football players are.”
Buffy tries to find her way to Fischer Hall that evening. She’s a little lost. She runs into a boy, Eddie, who’s also lost, but at least he has a map. After consulting Eddie’s map they get themselves sorted out, and continue to walk together for a way, and talk about how they both feel out of place.
Buffy tells Eddie that she wishes she had a security blanket to carry around with her. Eddie tells her about his ‘security blanket’ Of Human Bondage. It’s his favourite book. He has read it ten times and always keeps it by his bed. Eddie notices Buffy’s psych textbook. He’s taking that class too. They come to the place where their paths diverge, and part, saying that they will meet again in psych class.
Eddie gets grabbed by a bunch of vampires. “I’m sorry, did you lose your way?” asks their leader, a pretty blonde vampire named Sunday.
The vampires break into Eddie’s dorm room and pack up all his stuff. They leave behind a note on his bed.
Buffy looks around for Eddie as psychology class breaks up, but he isn’t there. Oz asks if she’s looking for someone.
“You made a friend?” asks Willow. “Good for you!”
“Thanks, Mom,” says Buffy.
Buffy’s suspicions are aroused, so she heads over to Eddie’s dorm room. The RA there tells her that Eddie just bailed, and shows her the note he left behind.
This is too much to handle. I can’t take it anymore. No time to say goodbye!
Eddie
The RA tells Buffy that there are always a few kids who just bail in the first few weeks of the semester.
Buffy looks around the room, and notices Eddie’s copy of Of Human Bondage in the drawer of his bedside table.
The vampires go through Eddie’s stuff in their lair. Eddie’s body is there too.
Sunday is very disappointed with their haul. Eddie’s stuff is all very boring. “We have to kill some cooler people!” She also thinks that she needs some better lackeys. “I swear, you guys are useless. I shouldn’t even take you on the hunt.”
“Great!” says one of her lackeys. “Why don’t you let dead Eddie get your dinner.”
“That’s pretty much the plan,” says Sunday. Eddie wakes up.
Buffy enters Giles’ apartment without knocking.
There’s a pretty black woman in his kitchen looking through the fridge. “Rupert, is this blue cheese or is it just cheese that’s gone blue?” She comes out of the kitchen and sees Buffy. “You’re not Giles.” The woman has a British accent and is wearing nothing but one of Giles’ shirts.
“Um… you know the door was open,” says Buffy, “so I just… Uh, Giles does still live here, right?”
“He does,” says the woman. “He appears.”
Giles comes out of the back hallway wearing a bathrobe, and scratching his head. He’s a little surprised to see Buffy, and introduces Olivia to her. “She’s an old friend, she’s staying here for a few days.”
“Couldn’t pass through sunny Cal without looking up ol’ Ripper,” says Olivia.
Giles tells Olivia that Buffy was a student of his, and asks Buffy how university is.
“Pretty much the same as high school,” says Buffy, “in the sense that I need help. But, this just looks like a bad time.”
Olivia tells them they can talk. “I’ll just go slip into something a little less comfortable.” She disappears into the back hall.
Giles asks Buffy if she’s having problems with her studies.
“This is a bad time,” says Buffy.
“You keep saying that.”
“Well it looks pretty bad!” says Buffy. “I think someone had just a little too much free time on their hands.”
“I’m not supposed to have a private life?”
“No! ’Cause you’re very, very old, and it’s gross.”
Giles suggests that Buffy tell him what she’s really doing there before he succumbs to the ravages of old age. Buffy tells him about Eddie vanishing, and what Eddie’s RA said about kids disappearing a lot. She suspects that there’s a gang of vampires working the campus.
Giles doesn’t think that this sounds like anything Buffy can’t handle on her own.
“Okay, remember before you became Hugh Hefner when you used to be a Watcher?” asks Buffy.
“Officially you no longer have a Watcher,” says Giles. “Buffy, you know I’ll always be here when you need me. Your safety is more important to me than anything but, you’re going to have to take care of yourself. You’re out of school and I can’t always be there to guide you.”
“I’m sorry to bug you.”
“Buffy, I…”
“Oh! No! I mean yeah, you’re… you’re right. I can handle it. It’s just that… I’m on it.”
“I’m here if you need me,” says Giles. Buffy leaves.
Olivia comes back into the room. “She’s gone?”
“Yes.”
“So, did you help her?”
“I’m not sure,” says Giles.
Buffy patrols the UCSunnydale campus that night, looking for vampires. It seems a little too crowded to be a good vampire hunting ground. She spots Eddie.
Buffy catches up with Eddie in a more secluded area. “God I was worried that something had happened to you…” Eddie turns around and she sees his demonic face. “…and of course it has, ’cause you’re a vampire. I’m sorry.”
“I’m not,” says Eddie. He attacks her. Buffy stakes him quickly, and looks around. She isn’t alone. She has been surrounded by Sunday and the rest of her vampires.
“The Slayer!” says Sunday. “Wow, um, I heard you might be coming here. This is, I mean, what a challenge! The Slayer!”
“And you are?” asks Buffy.
“I’m Sunday, I’ll be killing you here in a minute or so.”
“You know that threat gets more frightening every time I hear it,” says Buffy.
“Uh…are we going to fight?” asks one of Sunday’s minions. “Or is there just going to be a monster sarcasm rally?”
The rest of Sunday’s minions are anxious to get started too, but Sunday wants Buffy all to herself.
“Okay, but you got to share the eating,” says the minion, “’Cause I’m thinking Slayer’s blood’s got to be—Whoa!—like Thai Stick.”
Buffy looks at it. “I thought people were supposed to get smarter in college.”
“Yeah, I think you had a lot of misconceptions about college,” says Sunday. “Like that anyone would be caught dead wearing that.” Buffy looks down at herself in surprise, and Sunday sucker punches her.
Buffy is instantly put on the defensive, as Sunday continues her attack and the other vampires watch. Buffy is being badly beaten. Sunday grabs Buffy’s left arm, and slams it down against her knee. She tosses Buffy to the ground. Buffy cradles her arm in pain as she gets back to her feet and looks around at Sunday and the other vampires. She runs.
Sunday and her vamps let Buffy go. Sunday shakes her head. “Freshmen!”
A battered and bruised Buffy sits on her bed, still cradling her injured arm while Kathy snores in the other bed.
Buffy is still bruised, and nursing her injured arm next morning. She spots Willow and Oz on campus. Buffy avoids them. She doesn’t want them seeing her in her current state.
The vampires are still laughing about Sunday’s fight with Buffy. The others are a little disappointed that Sunday didn’t let them finish her off, but Sunday has another plan. She sends them off through the tunnels.
Buffy returns home, looking for familiar territory. She meets her mother in the upstairs hallway of the house. Joyce notices Buffy’s bruises, and asks if she’s been fighting. Buffy tells her it was nothing. Joyce is surprised to see her.
“Oh, I didn’t have classes today, and everything’s just been so hectic I figured it’d be nice to come and crash for…” Buffy looks through the open door of her room and sees that it’s packed full of crates.
“Oh, well yeah,” says Joyce. “You know, I didn’t think you’d be back for a couple of weeks. Uh, but I didn’t move anything, it’s still your room.”
“You filled it with packing crates,” says Buffy.
“Yeah, but I didn’t move anything. It’s just for a couple of weeks while we do inventory at the gallery. I just really didn’t think you’d be back so soon.”
“Neither did I.”
The phone rings as Buffy is heading back out through the kitchen. She answers it, but no one says anything at the other end.1
Buffy returns to her dorm room. She finds that all her stuff is gone. There’s a note lying on her bed:
This is all just too much for me. I have decided to take off. Sorry I didn’t have time to say goodbye but I need to be by myself. Good luck this year.
Buffy
Buffy goes to the Bronze, still looking for familiar territory. She wanders through it for a while, but she doesn’t see anyone she knows. She sees a guy from behind and for a moment she thinks that it’s Angel, but he turns around and it’s a stranger.
“The whole world in front of her, and she comes back to this dive.”
Buffy spins around. “Xander!” She gives him a hug. “When did you get back?”
Xander tells Buffy that he got back into town from his cross country trip a couple of days ago. He didn’t call to let her and Willow know that he was back in town right away because he didn’t want to have to help them move.
Buffy starts questioning Xander about what he saw on his trip.
“Grand Canyon!” says Xander.
“You saw the Grand Canyon!”
“Well, I saw the movie Grand Canyon, on cable. Really lame.”
“Huh?” asks Buffy.
“Basically, I got as far as Oxnard and the engine fell out of my car, and that was literally,” says Xander. “So, I ended up washing dishes at the Fabulous ‘Lady’s Night’ Club for about a month and a half while I tried to pay for the repairs. No one really bothered me or even spoke to me until one night when one of the male strippers called in sick and no power on this earth will make me tell you the rest of that story. Suffice to say I traded my car in for one that wasn’t entirely made of rust, came trundling back home to the arms of my loving parents, where everything was exactly as it was except I sleep in the basement and I have to pay rent. How’s college?”
“Male strippers?” asks Buffy.
“No power on this earth!” says Xander.
“Okay,” says Buffy. “College is good.”
“Okay, once more with even less feeling,” says Xander.
They move to one of the Bronze’s sofas while Buffy tells Xander how great Willow and Oz are doing.
“And you’re sitting here at the Bronze looking like you just got diagnosed with cancer of the puppy,” says Xander.
Buffy tells Xander about how she lost the fight with Sunday. It has really shaken her confidence. Xander thinks that they should get the gang together and go take out this vampire, but Buffy doesn’t want to bother them.
Xander knows there is more to it than that. “Ok Buff, what’s the ‘what’ here?”
“It’s just, what if I can’t cut it?”
“Can’t cut what?” asks Xander. “Slaying?”
“Slaying, everything.”
“Buffy, this is all about fear,” says Xander. “It’s understandable, but you can’t let it control you. Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to hate. Hate leads to anger…No, wait hold on…Fear leads to hate. Hate leads to the dark side. Hold on…no. First you get the women, then you get the money, then you…Okay can we forget that?”
Buffy smiles. “Thanks for the Dadaist pep talk. I feel much more abstract now.”
“The point is you’re Buffy.”
“Yeah, maybe in high school I was Buffy.”
“And now in college you’re Betty Louise?” asks Xander.
“Yeah, I’m Betty Louise Plottnik of East Cupcake Illinois, or I might as well be.”
“Buffy, I’ve gone through some fairly dark times in my life, faced some scary things—among them the kitchen at the Fabulous ‘Lady’s Night’ Club—let me tell you something. When its dark and I’m all alone and I’m scared or freaked out or whatever. I always think ‘What would Buffy do?’ You’re my hero. Okay, sometimes when its dark, and I’m all alone I think ‘What is Buffy wearing?’”
“Can that be one of those things you never ever tell me about?” asks Buffy.
“It’s a deal.” Xander gets to his feet. “Let’s put this bitch in the ground. What do you say?”
Buffy holds out her hand for Xander to help her up. “I think I say ‘thank you.’”
“And nothing says ‘thank you’ like dollars in the waist band,” says Xander. “Okay, what do we do first?”
Buffy and Xander break into the university records office. Buffy searches through the school records on the computer while Xander peruses back issues of the school papers. Buffy discovers that students have been disappearing from campus steadily, a few every year.
Xander is surprised that the vampires took her stuff. “Murder I expect, but petty larceny seems so…petty.”
Buffy figures that the vampires must be keeping the stuff somewhere on, or near campus. That gives Xander an idea. He asks Buffy how far back the disappearances have been going on.
Buffy consults the computer and tells him they started around 82.
That ties in with a story Xander found about the Psi-Theta fraternity house being closed down and left unoccupied since 1982. “You up for a little reconnaissance?”
“You mean where we all sculpt and paint and stuff?”
“No, that was the Renaissance,” says Xander.
“Oh. I’ve had a really long week,” says Buffy. “Let’s go look at the house.”
Buffy and Xander climb up to the roof of the Psi-Theta fraternity house and look in through the skylight. They see the vampires going through her stuff.
Buffy starts to get mad. The vampires are playing catch with Mr. Gordo, her stuffed pig, and reading her diary.
Buffy doesn’t see her weapons trunk among the stuff the vampires have so she tells Xander to go to her room to find some weapons, or if there aren’t any there, try Willow’s.
Buffy continues to watch through the skylight. “Laugh all you want,” she says quietly. “This time we play it my way. And the rules are just going to be a little bit—”
Buffy puts a little too much weight on the window, and it breaks. She falls through, and lands in the middle of all the vampires.
Buffy gets to her feet, surrounded by vampires. They aren’t very worried to see her. “Say don’t I know you from beating the crap out of you?” asks Sunday.
Buffy looks around. “I just thought I’d drop in. Get it? Drop in?” None of the vampires even smile. “Boy, tough room.”
“I must say, you’ve really got me now,” says Sunday. “I mean, this is a diabolical plan, throw yourself at my feet with a broken arm and no weapons of any kind. How am I going to get out of this one?”
“You got a nice set-up here,” says Buffy, “But you made one mistake.”
“Yeah?” asks Sunday. “What was that?”
“Well, I’m not actually positive, but statistically speaking people usually make at least—” Sunday punches her.
Kathy shows Oz and Willow the note the vampires left behind. She thinks it’s kind of weird.
Willow is upset. Buffy wouldn’t just take off like this…except for that time she just took off. She’s afraid it’s all her fault for being so wrapped up in her own life she didn’t notice what Buffy was going through.
Kathy is a little worried. “Does Buffy have a history of emotional problems? ’Cause on my request form I was pretty specific about a stable non-smoker.”
Oz looks at the note. He sees it isn’t in Buffy’s handwriting, but Willow is too busy freaking out that Buffy may have taken off again because she was feeling isolated from her friends that she doesn’t notice when he says so. She doesn’t understand how Oz can be so calm about it.
“Long arduous hours of practice,” says Oz. “Now either Buffy took off, or she was robbed, or—”
“It’s a prank!” says Xander. He greets Willow with a hug. Then he hugs Kathy. “I don’t know you, do I?”
“No,” says Kathy.
“This is very intrusive, isn’t it?”
“Little bit.” Xander lets go of Kathy, and they introduce themselves.
Xander looks at Oz. “Do we hug?”
“I think we’re too manly.”
Willow wants to know what the prank is, and Xander tells her that Buffy’s stuff was taken by a bunch of her friends as a joke. “And now she wants us to help get it back from her friends who sleep all day and have no tans.”
“Oh!” says Willow. “Those friends!”
“Funny guys,” says Oz.
Xander has a quick look around and sees that they got Buffy’s weapons chest too. He takes Willow and Oz and they head for Willow’s room to get supplies. Xander tells them that there is no big rush, he left Buffy in a holding pattern.
Buffy is getting knocked around by the vampires. She spots her weapons trunk among the stuff they took from her and tries to crawl toward it. Sunday blocks her. She’s got Buffy’s Class Protector award umbrella.
“You don’t want to touch that,” warns Buffy.
Sunday drops the umbrella and breaks its handle under her foot. She grabs Buffy by her injured arm. “You know, this arm’s not looking so good. It may need to come off.” She gives it a twist.
“You want to know the truth?” asks Buffy. “I only need one.” She punches Sunday with her good hand. She grabs Sunday, flips her over, and continues to beat on her. One of Sunday’s lackies attacks Buffy, but Buffy picks up a tennis racquet and breaks it over her head. Buffy now has a stake.
A couple of Sunday’s lackies notice that the tide seems to have turned in the battle, and decide that maybe it’s time to go. They run into Oz, Xander and Willow. Oz and Xander take on one of them, while Willow shoots the second with her crossbow. Working together Oz and Xander stake their vampire.
Buffy looks at Sunday. “When you look back at this, in the three seconds it will take you to turn to dust, I think you’ll find that your mistake was touching my stuff.”
Sunday grabs Buffy’s left arm and gives it a twist. “And what about breaking your arm? How does that feel?”
“Let me answer that question with a head butt!” Buffy butts Sunday away. “For the record, the arm is hurt. It’s not broken.”
Buffy makes a fist with her left hand and punches Sunday in the face with it. The punch knocks Sunday across the room. Buffy twirls the broken off tennis racquet handle in her hand as Sunday gets to her feet. She throws it at Sunday, staking her through the chest.
The surviving vampires make a break for it.
Buffy and her friends walk back toward her dorm room, loaded down with boxes full of all her stuff. Buffy’s Class Protector umbrella is sticking out of the top of the box she’s carrying.
Oz and Xander are wondering what they should do about the other stuff back in the house, since its owners are probably all dead. Xander calls dibs on the rowing machine.
Giles comes running up to them carrying a supply of weapons. “I’ve been awake all night. I know I’m supposed to teach you self-reliance, but I can’t leave you out there to fight alone. To hell with what’s right, I’m ready to back you up. Let’s find the evil and fight it together.”
“Great! Thanks!” says Buffy “We’ll get right on that.”
They all step around him and continue on their way. Giles follows them. “The evil is this way?”
“My room is,” says Buffy.
“Hey Giles, could you get this box on top?” asks Willow. He takes the top box from the stack she’s carrying.
“So, college not so scary after all?” asks Xander.
“It’s turning out to be a lot like high school,” says Buffy. “Which I can handle. At least I know what to expect.”
A vampire that escaped from the house makes its way through the UCSunnydale campus. It hears a noise and looks around. It gets shot with a taser.
The electric shock stuns the vampire, and knocks it to the ground. The person who shot it cautiously approaches the vampire, carrying a rope, while a couple of his companions cover him with rifles. All three are dressed in camouflage fatigues and are wearing face masks.
| Who or What | Where | How |
|---|---|---|
| Eddie | UCSunnydale campus | Killed by vampires |
| Vampire Eddie | UCSunnydale campus | Staked by Buffy |
| Vampire 1 | Psi-Theta frat house | Shot with a crossbow by Willow |
| Vampire 2 | Psi-Theta frat house | Staked by Xander and Oz |
| Vampire Sunday | Psi-Theta frat house | Staked by Buffy |