"Funny, isn't it?"

Hardly hilarious.

"How somewhere you don't hafta work for your bread -- somewhere away from the hustle and bustle of..." reality "...home. It's still so -- well, you put right. Exhausting. So exhausting doing nothing all the time."

But now even Buffy noticed the pallor cast over the conversation, so: "I'm going to make you one of my very special apple ciders."