Rhymes with... blinvisible?

Afterlife

Buffy: That's Willow. She, uh, she kind of lives here too, actually.
Ms. Kroger: Oh, so you live with another woman.
Buffy: Oh! Oh, it's not a gay thing, you know, I mean, well... she's gay, but, but we don't ... gay. Not that there's anything - (notices Ms. Kroger looking at Willow's herbs) ...wrong with... You know, I know what that looks like, but I swear, it's not ... what it looks like. It's magic weed.

Buffy: Uh, Xander?
Xander: Sorry! Her clothes are invisible too. Buffy, how did this hap-- wait a sec, have you been feeling ignored lately?
Buffy: Yeah, ignored. I wish. No, this isn't a Marcie deal. I don't know what happened. I left Main Street after getting my hair cut, and--
Anya: You cut your hair?
Buffy: Oh, yeah!
Anya: Really? How short?
Buffy: Um, about up to here ... well, if you could see my hand, it's kind of above my shoulders.
Anya: Oh, that sounds so adorable! I was thinking about getting my hair cut before the wedding--
Xander: Can we get back to freaking out about no-show Buffy?

Xander: Rhymes with ... 'blinvisible'?

Buffy: I am the ghost of fashion victims past. Studded caps? Not a good idea.

Spike: Buffy?
Buffy: I told you: stop trying to see me.

Jonathan: What do you mean she's gonna fade away?
Warren: The Slayer got slammed with a big-ass dose of radiation when the gun overloaded. Her cells are mutating at an accelerated rate. Eventually her molecular makeup will start losing its integrity and then ... pfft.
Andrew: But, wouldn't that kill her?
Warren, sarcastically: Well, lemme think. Yeah!

Jonathan, being grabbed by Buffy: Ow! Watch the chest hair!
Buffy: I know that voice. You're-- Jonathan?! You have chest hair??

Buffy: Who are you?
Andrew: Andrew. I summoned the flying monkeys that attacked the high school? During the school play, you know?
Warren: It's Tucker's brother.
Jonathan: Yeah, it's Tucker's brother.
Buffy and Willow: Ohh.
Buffy: So you three have, what, banded together to be pains in my ass?
Warren: We're your arch-nemesises... ses.

Willow: Oh my God, Buffy!
Buffy: I know, they're gone. I guess we should chase them.
Willow: No, your hair! It is adorable.