Okay, he has a point. Especially since she actually does happen to be out here hunting vampires tonight. She probably couldn't win the sanity contest if her life depended on it, even if this jittery weirdo was her only opponent. She isn't about to admit any of that aloud, however.

The thing is, he's right. She's relatively certain by now that he isn't a vampire, and that hideous thing in the bucket behaves like no vampire or demon she has ever encountered. And while it should be against all laws of nature of any insect to grow that large, it technically isn't any business of the slayer's.

"Obviously," says Buffy, with no small amount of sarcasm. Of course, she means the exact opposite — there is nothing about what he just said that strikes her as obvious. Or even remotely understandable. What the hell is kaiju blue? "You realize that all sounded like gibberish to me, right?"