Cordelia

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    Cordelia: Oh what, you got a shiny car and now you're someone new? Like anyone even cares about your...
    Some Car Groupie: Is that your car?
    Xander: Why... yes it is.
    Some Car Groupie: 57 Chevy. 283 CID. Solid lifter. Fuel Injected V8?
    Xander: Uh... very possibly.
    Some Car Groupie: How does she handle?
    Xander: Like a dream about warm sticky things.

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    Cordelia: Ooh, some evil going on? Must be big for them to entrust you with this daredevil mission.
    Xander: Cordelia, feel free to drop dead of a wasting disease in the next 20 seconds.
    Cordelia: Ooh, again I strike the nerve. I am the surgeon of mean.

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    Cordelia: Boy, of all the humiliations you've had I've witnessed, that was the latest.

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    Cordelia: Look, it's Mr. Excitement. On another life or death donut mission or are we just cruising for bimbos again? Giving them lessons in lack of cool. What? What? What?!

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    Cordelia: Who am I supposed to be again?
    Xander: You're supposed to be a girl. Think you can handle it?