Amends
Buffy: Tree. Nog. Roast beast. Just me and Mom and hopefully an excess of gifts. What are you doing for Christmas?
Willow: Being Jewish. Remember, people? Not everybody worships Santa.
Oz: Okay, the thing is... seeing you with Xander, it was... well, I never felt that way before... when there wasn't a full moon. But I know you guys have a history.
Willow: But it's a history that's in the past. Well, I guess most history is in the past. But it's over.
Oz: Well, I don't know. I don't know if it ever will be between you two.
Willow: Oz, please believe me.
Oz: This is what I do know. I miss you, like every second. Almost like I lost an arm, or worse, a torso. So, I think I'd be willing to give it a shot.
Willow: Really?
Oz: Yeah.
Willow: Do you want us to hug now?
Oz: Yeah, I'm good for that.
Oz: How special are we talking?
Willow: Well, you know, we're alone, and we're both mature younger people, and, and so... w-we could... I-I'm ready to... w-with you. We could do that thing.
Willow: It's perfect, in an awkward and uncomfortable sort of way.
Xander: That's the Christmas spirit.
Willow: Hello? Still Jewish. Hanukkah spirit, I believe that was.
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