Woman at bar: "He said he loved me."
Anya: "Oh, gee, then I guess he must have meant it, 'cause hey, guys never say anything they don't really mean, do they?"
Girl: "But we--"
Anya: "They say, "I love you," and, and you think it's true. They say, "Oh, Anya, I want to be with you for the rest of my life," and, and you believe them, you believe they feel the same way about you, because that's the way love's supposed to be, right?"
Girl: "Who's Anya?"
Anya: "And then you get all excited with the tingly anticipation, but wait! Not so fast! There's the apocalypse, a-and the back from the grave, and the blah blah blah blah blah, and by the time you're finally standing there in that beautiful expensive white dress you've dreamed about ever since you became human, he's gets all heebie-jeebie and decides, "you know, I'd rather just go steady.""
Ep: Seeing Red
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