Domo arigato, Buffy Roboto

S05E18

Previously on Buffy, I, uh, started my Tivo a few seconds late, so I might have missed a few scenes. But no worries, because these previouslys go on forever. Anyway, Glory pulls a face; Dawn is the Key; dopey Ben refuses to help Glory, but spills the beans about the Key being human; Glory pulls out her hair; dream-Spike smooches dream-Buffy, and then Spike wakes up; Spike declares his love to a chained-up Buffy; April throws Spike through a window; the Scoobies agree that April is a robot; Warren says he made April to be a girlfriend; Spike places the infamous order for the Buffybot with Warren; Buffy finds Joyce dead; they have the funeral; Buffy spends a few moments that night with Angel and worries about tomorrow. Sheesh, that was long and rather muddled.

Let me get this out of the way right now. I do not want to write this recap. Really. I'd rather have to recap a thousand episodes like "The Body" than the steaming pile of crap Joss and Co. has served up this week. In fact, you can sense my level of desperation from my attempt at bribing Ace .

Sep: Please. I can't do it. I'll give you two hundred dollars and my leopard print Doc Martens and I'll recap any future Riley shagging scenes, should they occur.
Ace: Hmmm. Okay. But we all know Riley isn't getting any more action.
Sep: Never mind. Now that I can look at it from the angle that I'm saving two hundred bucks and keeping my super-cool footwear, I think I can struggle through.
Ace: You are strange and off-putting.
Sep: Very.

Buffy, Dawn, and Giles are in the Summers's kitchen. Buffy is washing dishes, and Giles is helping to dry. He apparently cooked dinner for them too. A guy who both cooks and helps with the dishes afterwards is welcome at my house any time. Buffy sends Dawn to find any stray plates that might be in her room. After Dawn leaves the room, Giles asks Buffy how Dawn is doing; Buffy's reply is a silent look. She then claims to be doing "okay" herself, and Giles tries to assure her things will get better. He suggests that Buffy begin training again, but she seems very reluctant. As she walks into the living room, she says she wants to "ease off" slaying and training for awhile. She thanks Giles for all his help with training, but admits she feels "uneasy" about slaying. She feels that it is making her "hard," turning her "into stone." Giles seems very concerned by this confession and tries to reassure her, but Buffy launches into some self-recriminations about not being there for Rileycakes and making him leave and being mean to Dawn, even before the death of Joyce. Buffy's eyes get huge and wet as she worries that her mother didn't know how much Buffy loved her. Giles tells her with great compassion and gentleness, "She knew," and comes to lay his hand on her shoulder. "Maybe being the perfect Slayer means being too hard to love at all," Buffy worries. She feels strange saying the word "love" and then burst out with, "Giles, I love you. Love, love, love, love. love! Giles -- it feels strange." "I shouldn't wonder," says Giles, a little tartly. Hee. He sits and asks how serious Buffy is about the emotions she's expressing. She's very serious, so he suggests a quest he's read about in the Watcher diaries. Buffy worries about leaving Dawn, but Dawn enters the room and maturely tells Buffy she should go, if it will help her out. Buffy looks touched and tells Dawn she loves her. Dawn responds in kind, and the sisters hug.

Spike and Warren at Warren's parents' house. "Some say it's better than the real thing," ogles Spike. As Warren nervously echoes him, we see the object of their attention. It's the Buffybot, and we get a slow pan up from her ugly black pumps, along her legs (disturbingly clad in suntan color hose -- Buffy would never wear those shoes or those pantyhose! And considering what she has worn, that's saying something!), past a below-the-knee pink pleated skirt, darker pink blouse, and black leather coat, to her face. Her eyes are closed. Spike suggests the robot be put through some paces, but Warren, frantically stuffing books in a bag, assures him that the 'bot is fine. Apparently, she has "all the extra programming" and the "special skills" Spike requested. Um, ew! Warren tries to make for the door, but Spike grabs him, unsure about the 'bot because she looks too plastic. Um, duh! At this moment the 'bot's eyes fly open, and she joyously chirps, "Spike? Oh, Spike!" She grabs him and gives him a big sloppy kiss. Warren flees, and Spike declares, "She'll do."

Back from commercial to Glory. Sigh. Her Ineffectiveness lounges on a sofa, bitching about losing control of Ben while Not-Dreg and the most drippy minion yet, One-Million-Light-Years-From-Dreg, try to reassure her of -- something. This crap is filler and we all know it, right? Glory runs her bitchy trap about being "screwed" and bemoans her status as an exiled god. Not-Dreg says the minions will lay down their lives to help (not exactly a newsflash for anyone in the viewing audience), and Glory decides on a course of action. She tells the minions to watch the Slayer and report back about everyone in her life.

Buffy and Giles drive his red convertible through the desert. Looks like Joshua Tree National Park or thereabouts. They both appear to be wearing attractive brown suede coats, and I sigh with envy. Giles opens the trunk to get out supplies; Buffy wonders if he has "food, water, maybe a compass," but he informs her that he actually only brought "a book, a gourd, and a bunch of twigs." Humph. Not desert hiking gear at all! One would think that whatever training Watchers go through would at least bring them up to the level of your average Boy Scout, but apparently not. As they walk away from the car, Giles explains that he has to "perform a ritual to transfer" his guardianship of Buffy to a guide. The guide will then lead her to the Sacred Space of Slayerly Navel-Gazing. During the following scene, I get a little distracted trying to figure out if Sarah Michelle has grown a third pointy breast right above her sternum. I eventually decide it must actually be her mic showing through her sweater, and then I have to rewind the scene to actually transcribe the action. They share a little banter, and then Giles explains the ritual: "I uh, jump out of the circle, and then I jump back in it and then, I shake my gourd." Buffy teases him about the hokey-pokey and stays to watch as Giles, with much eye-rolling, does his jumping and gourd-shaking. "And that's what it's all about," she intones.

Spike and the Buffybot in his crypt. They circle each other, and Spike taunts the 'bot about searching for a weak spot in his defenses. The 'bot then rushes him, stake upheld, but is easily caught and encircled in his arms. He asks if that's the best she can do, and she sincerely (and vapidly) replies, "No. I -- I want to hurt you, but I can't resist the sinister attraction of your cold and muscular body." SMG really is doing a great imitation of the actress who played April playing a robot in "I Was Made To Love You." Either that or she is that vapid. Your call. Spike: Should I let you go? 'Bot: Oh no! And so on. "You're very, very bad," bubbles the 'bot, and then suddenly tosses Spike onto the tomb in his crypt, which has been made up like a bed. She leaps on top of him and holds the point of her stake against his chest. Spike is obviously aroused and leers, "You gonna do it that way?" His leering turns to panting as the Buffybot responds by tearing his shirt open and pressing the stake against his heart. But apparently she's "helpless against" him, so she lays the stake down. He then rolls her off onto the floor and lands on top, kissing her and breathing, "Buffy." Spike then moves down the 'bot's body off-screen, if you know what I mean, and I think you do. Sigh. One of the many, many problems I have with this episode is that the 'bot is decidedly not Buffy, and since Spike seems so satisfied with her, it just proves to me that whatever it is that he's attracted to certainly isn't the essence of Buffy.

By Sep

Sep: Yargh. That blows.
Ace: Snerk. So anyway. Ash asked me if I wanted to get one of the other varieties, but I just felt that if I couldn't have the Booty that I wanted, it was better to have no Booty at all.
Sep: Dude. That's deep. And also would have saved me much pain and humiliation in my early twenties.

Willow exits a class, nagging some random guy about not messing up the notes she's lending him. She walks down an alley, and a Michael Bolton-esque minion follows her.

Spike is asleep in his crypt. The 'bot is bouncing about, getting dressed. "Time to slay!" she perks with determination. Spike mumbles in his sleep. The 'bot exits the crypt.

In the desert, Giles sips some tea and studies the sky. Buffy sits on her rock. The wind blows.

Speaking of blowing, we see the Buffybot patrolling in a graveyard. She spots Xander and Anya and cheerily greets them. Through her eyes, we see descriptions of Xander (friend, carpenter, dates Anya) and Anya (dates Xander, likes money, ex-demon.) The 'bot's read-out also features three major folders, entitled "slaying," "locate Spike," and "make Spike happy." Xander and Anya comment on Buffy being back early and inquire after her "vision quest." "I don't understand that question, but thank you for asking. You are my friend -- and a carpenter," burps the 'bot. Xander asks if "Buffy" is okay, but I'm thinking he should have been tipped off to "robot" right there. Spike gallops up. "It's Spike! And he's wearing the coat," drools the 'bot. She attempts to take Spike's hand, but he jerks away and babbles about patrolling and Buffy being back early. How did he even know she was going anywhere? I can't think of a single explanation. The 'bot again tries to take his arm, and Spike tries to pass it off as if she had dealt a painful blow. Xander and Anya stand and look stump-stupid. They might as well be wearing dunce caps. Spike dissembles that the cemetery is "crawling with vamps," but his lie proves true as three vampires attack the group. Xander suddenly has the power of hand-to-hand combat; I guess he gets a plus-four to hit against undead in Buffy's absence or something, and fights quite well. Anya circles him and eventually dusts the vamp he was fighting. Meanwhile, the 'bot is fighting and chirping that Spike should be careful. A few bumpy minions watch from the bushes. After the fight, "Buffy" tells Anya and Xander, "Spike and I will do it alone. You guys head home." Somehow, by "it," I don't think she means patrolling. Sigh. Xander and Anya wander off. The little scene takes the yuck to an all new level by demonstrating that the poor 'bot is programmed to be unsatisfied and hungry for Spiking after slaying.

Xander and Anya head out of the cemetery as Anya bitches about breathing in vampire dust. They discuss "Buffy" returning early from the desert, and Xander is disturbed that "Buffy" didn't inquire after Dawn. Moaning draws their attention back into the graveyard, and they see...they see...they see the 'bot straddling Spike, moaning and grinding her pelvis into his. "Spike, you're the Big Bad! You're the Big Bad!" mewls the 'bot. Xander and Anya look as horrified as I feel.

By Sep

Sep: So there I was. At Trader Joe's, and boom. No Booty to be had. And you know my dedication to all things snack.
Ace: I feel your pain. The other night I was at TJ's and they had all these different kinds of Booty from Fruit Booty to Vegetable Booty, but not the Booty that I wanted.
Sep: Yargh. That blows.
Ace: Snerk. So anyway. Ash asked me if I wanted to get one of the other varieties, but I just felt that if I couldn't have the Booty that I wanted, it was better to have no Booty at all.
Sep: Dude. That's deep. And also would have saved me much pain and humiliation in my early twenties.

Willow exits a class, nagging some random guy about not messing up the notes she's lending him. She walks down an alley, and a Michael Bolton-esque minion follows her.

Spike is asleep in his crypt. The 'bot is bouncing about, getting dressed. "Time to slay!" she perks with determination. Spike mumbles in his sleep. The 'bot exits the crypt.

In the desert, Giles sips some tea and studies the sky. Buffy sits on her rock. The wind blows.

Rapid knocking on the door. Willow answers, assuming it's Xander, but it's the Buffybot, who tells her that Spike is missing. Willow hurries her inside and ushers her out on the balcony where they can talk without waking anyone up. Willow worriedly asks "Buffy" about Xander while we get another Buffybot POV which gives us all the pertinent info about Willow, including "Best friend" and "Gay (1999-Present)." Heh. We also are treated to a view of the "Make Spike Happy" folder, which consists of two kissing and five position routines. Oh, please. You're going to go to all this trouble to build such a lifelike sex toy and then only teach it two ways to kiss and five positions? It's due to that kind of shoddy craftsmanship that the Japanese sexbots are dominating the market. "Buy American," indeed. By the way, "Japanese Sexbots" is so the title of my album. And the domain name is still free. ["Really?! Because I have a great idea for -- uh, never mind." -- Ace] Buffybot tells Willow that she hasn't seen Xander and quickly turns the conversation back to the search for Spike. This prompts Willow to ask if it's true that "Buffy" slept with Spike, but the 'bot earnestly replies, "No." Willow looks relieved until "Buffy" cheerily admits, "I had sex with Spike!" Willow looks stricken. "I'm sorry if that bothers you," continues "Buffy." "You're my best friend." Willow assures her that she is, and then tries to rationalize "Buffy's" behavior by saying that everyone was treating her so gingerly because of Joyce's death that Spike probably made her feel strong, and she "just this one time did something crazy." "Buffy" tells her that it was, in fact, "lots of times. And lots of different ways." Willow, repulsed, tries to talk to "Buffy" about why it's so wrong, and reminds her that, even though she was with Angel, it was different because he had a soul. "Angel is lame," chirps Buffybot. "His hair goes straight up and he's bloody stupid." Snerk. Willow tries again, but doesn't get much further before they're interrupted by Xander, who has come home and is busily rousing the gang to tell them the news.

Xander fills the gang in about the "hobbits with leprosy" that nabbed Spike, and postulates that they're taking Spike to Glory. "We have to get him back!" exclaims Buffybot. "So how do we find them?" queries Xander. Everyone looks expectantly at "Buffy," who stands there, the epitome of vacant, and finally says, "I fight with weapons." Because the Scoobies all seem to have a mysterious disease that results in their IQ degenerating down to whatever level the "plot" requires, they take that to mean that they should stop by Buffy's and arm themselves. The gang takes off, minus Tara, who is left to baby-sit Dawn.

Back to the Sacred Space of Slayerly Navel-Gazing. Buffy is trying to get the spirit guide to clarify her advice. It's useless, Buffy. Have you no idea how the vision quest works? Buffy recaps, "Love will lead me to my gift? I'm getting a gift, or do you mean that I have a gift to give someone else?" "Death is your gift," cryptics the spirit guide. Buffy, serious, tells the First that death is not a gift. "My mother just died. I know this. If I have to kill demons because it makes the world a better place then I kill demons. But it's not a gift to anybody." Except maybe vampires, who never got to die in the first place. The spirit guide intones, "Your question has been answered," and disappears, just like all the nasty little buggers do as soon as you DARE to question their counsel. The fire fades, leaving Buffy alone in the dark.

At Glory's, Spike is dragged in by Not-Dreg and One-Million-Light-Years-From-Dreg. They tell Glory that they have brought her the Key, but Glory tells them Spike can't be -- the Key is pure and vampires are, well, not. Spike says, "So. I'm just going to let myself out," while Not-Dreg informs Glory that the Slayer "protected this one above all others. She treated him as precious." Glory perks up at this and minces up to Spike, cooing, "Let's take a peek at you, precious." Spike tells her to "sod off," but it lacks punch and you can tell that he's frightened. Glory looks bemused and then knocks Spike into week. Well, into the wall across the room, actually, and hard enough to put a crack in it. Ow. She drags him up by his bloody lip and then throws him onto her bed. She straddles him, saying, "Maybe there's something on the inside," before driving a hooked index finger deep into Spike's chest. Spike screams in agony. Heh. Kind of amusing that the only reason he's being tortured is because the actions of the Buffybot, which he had built to bring him pleasure, convinced Glory that he was important to the Slayer. Poetic Justice waggles an eyebrow at me and takes a little bow.

The gang enter Buffy's house, and I guess they stopped by Denny's first for a Superbird and Moons Over My Hammy, which, for the record, has 922 calories, 59 grams of fat, and 2810 mg of sodium. I know this because, back in the day (August 21, 1996), my boyfriend and I would order breakfast for each other based on how unappetizing and/or unhealthy the entrée. Moons Over My Hammy was trumped only by the Lumberjack Slam 2 (I always referred to it as "Lumberjack Slam 2: Revenge of the Trees"), which weighed in at a hefty 1259 calories, 70 grams of fat, and 4028 mg of sodium. Anyway, all that artery-clogging food must have slowed them down, because the sun is blazing down by the time they get to Buffy's, even though it was the middle of the night when they left Xander's. It also appears that maybe the Buffybot has some sort of lock-picking attachment, because they waltz right in. Huh. I bet she'd be handy to have around when the pilot light on my water heater goes out. "This is my house," chirps "Buffy" as the gang walks right to the big chest o' weapons in the middle of the room. Xander hefts an axe, and Willow asks "Buffy" where they should look for Glory. "She's a God. She wants the Key," is "Buffy's" reply. Sheesh. Can anyone else come up with a reasonable explanation as to why the 'bot would have this information? "Yeaaeah, so we should look…?" drawls Xander. "I don't know. Why is everyone looking at me?" replies "Buffy." Willow and Anya send Buffy upstairs on the pretense of fetching more weapons and a change of clothes so that the gang can talk about her behind her back. Buffybot prances upstairs, and the Scoobies agree that she needs a talkin' to but good.

At this point, the actual Buffy arrives, and after a throwaway line about the vision quest, Xander starts in. Willow interrupts him to say that they shouldn't blame Buffy. "There's blame now?" queries Buffy. Willow says that there's "only love. And some fear." Anya breaks in with a blunt, "We're just kinda thrown by the you having sex with Spike." And thank god, because the sooner we get this little stupid sitcom trick resolved, the sooner this episode will end and I can get on with my life and forget that it ever happened. Buffy sputters in disbelief, while Anya terms it denial, which "usually comes before anger." "I am NOT having sex with Spike!" Buffy hollers. "Anger," decrees Anya. Hee! C'mon, entertain me some more. Xander tells her that she's not being judged, and in fact this whole thing is somewhat understandable, as Spike is "strong and mysterious and sort of compact, but well-muscled." "I am not having sex with Spike," reiterates Buffy. "But I'm starting to think that you might be." Hee! Nick's expressive half-laugh at this is really quite priceless. Xander tells her that he and Anya saw Buffy straddling Spike. Cue Buffybot: "Spike's mine! Who's straddling Spike?" Suddenly All Is Clear. "Oh my god," sighs Buffy. "Say! Look at you! You look just like me! We're very pretty," gurgles the 'bot conspiratorially to Buffy. Everyone shocked and astounded. Xander, hearkening back to "The Replacement," announces, "Hey, I know this! They're both Buffy." "No," Buffy corrects him, "She's a robot," and gets pissed that the gang didn't figure that out on their own. As am I, since they deemed April a robot in 7.2 seconds without having the advantage of knowing her for five years. The gang realizes why Spike had the Buffybot built, and everyone is suitably disgusted. "People! Friends of mine!" breaks in the Buffybot. She reminds them that Glory captured Spike, and Buffy suddenly turns grim as she recalls that Spike knows Dawn's true nature. She tells everyone that they're moving out, but Willow reminds her that they don't know where "out" is. Buffy has an idea of where to start looking.

Back at Glory's, Spike is chained to the ceiling by his hands while Glory starts to peel him like an apple. Spike seems to break, and tells Glory that he'll tell her about the key.

Pan down on the park where we last saw Fake the Snake. Giles is contemplating the Buffybot, and pronounces it extraordinary. (And in return the 'bot pronounces his name incorrectly.) Yes. It is, isn't it? Y'know, this whole robot thing upsets me. It's too much of stretch for me to believe that a typical student at the Sunnydale equivalent of ITT Tech could build such a convincing cyborg, which is almost as effective a fighter as Buffy herself. And even if you accept that is within the realm of possibility, you'd think that if Warren were sitting on that kind of technology, he'd either sell out or be abducted by some terrorist organization in a white-paneled van. I know it may seem incongruous for me to be so picky when I accept the presence of all manner of vampires, demons, half-demons, and witches, but you just don't fuck with science, people. Not on my watch. And as long as I'm being picky, may I ask why the gang thinks it's okay to wander around with huge-ass weapons in the middle of the day? I know that, as viewers, we don't think twice when seeing them with axes and crossbows slung over their shoulders, but I'm thinking that either the police or the average citizen of Sunnydale might feel differently. Is it so much to ask that the show keep some semblance of pretense that there might be two or three Sunnydale residents left who don't know the purpose of the Scooby Gang? The whole concept of waging a secret war against the forces of darkness to protect the innocent and naïve citizenry from adversaries of whose existence they are unaware, and would be in any case unequipped to fight, really loses something for me when they go traipsing around in broad daylight armed to the teeth. Bah. Buffy decrees that the gang should split up; Giles gets stuck with 'bot-sitting duty. I didn't notice upon my first viewing, but Giles looks incredibly chagrined at this news, and when he turns back around to face the 'bot, she gives him the widest, dippiest smile. Cracks me up.

Back in Glory's five-star lair, Spike has almost run out of stalling techniques. Glory orders him to start squealing, and he pretends to go along with her, verbally meandering, while we see that he's working his chains loose enough to slip out of. "It's that guy. On TV…on the price show? Where they guess what stuff costs?" The minions finally provide a reason for their existence as One-Million-Light-Years-From-Dreg hesitantly offers, "The Price is Right?" Not-Dreg excitedly grabs One-Million-Light-Years-From-Dreg's arm and yelps, "Bob Barker!" "We will bring you the limp and beaten body of Bob Barker," offers One-Million-Light-Years-From-Dreg to Glory enthusiastically. Glory snaps that there's no way that Bob Barker is the Key. Spike giggles and says, "You're never gonna get the sodding key because you might be strong but in our world you're an idiot." "I'm a god," replies Glory in a steely voice. "The god of what?" snarks Spike, "bad home perms?" Spike antagonizes Glory some more, hitting her where she lives by insulting the size of her godly posterior and fashion sense, until she kicks him viciously, causing him to fly through the door and into the hallway. Spike stumbles, bloody, bruised, and wild-eyed, down the hall to the elevator, and if I weren't a fan of this show and were just flipping by I might think it was a clip from a Behind the Music on Billy Idol. The minions head for the lobby in pursuit. The elevator doors open, but just as they do, Buffy and Xander come running in, weapons at the ready. Again. What's with rushing and the weapons? Isn't it conceivable that this might be some normal person's luxury high-rise? And they fight. Xander's double is so incredibly noticeable in this scene, and I couldn't figure out why they didn't do a better job of hiding it until I realized that, no matter how they tried to recreate the greasy stringy mop of Nick Brendan's, it defied all of our modern hair-scarifying techniques. You just can't purposefully recreate hair that bad. Cue entrance for Giles and Buffybot. Buffybot quickly goes to protect Spike while Giles grapples with a minion, who tries to choke him with an axe handle. Giles manages to gurgle, "Buffy!" and both Buffys rush to his aid. The Buffybot takes a serious blow to the neural network and collapses against a wall. Not-Dreg and Not-Dreg: The Generation run upstairs.

By Sep

Back at Glory's, Spike is chained to the ceiling by his hands while Glory starts to peel him like an apple. Spike seems to break, and tells Glory that he'll tell her about the key.

By Sep

Glory's lair. The minions make excuses. Cut to the hallway. Fake, fake, incredibly fake, the aural equivalent of Fake the Snake fake, minion screams come from off-screen.

Der Zauber Kasten. The Buffybot is slumped over the table while Willow tries to repair her. Because that's what you do when a fuck bunny built in your graven image by your former archenemy who has a frightening obsession with you breaks. Not. In other words, another stupid plot contrivance. One that makes me think that the Buffybot is going to show up again. Xander and Giles enter, and Buffy wants to know if they dusted Spike. I want to know how they got him out of there without it turning into combustion junction. Good thing we had all those oh-so-necessary extended remixes of Spike/'bot pillow talk. Anyway, Xander and Giles had an attack of conscience, because he was too badly beaten for them to find out what he told Glory. Buffy worries that Glory could be on her way right now. Giles notices Dawn's frightened look and assures her that everyone is perfectly safe. "We're safe. Right. And Spike built a robot Buffy to play checkers with," Dawn dryly observes. Tara offers, "It sounded convincing when I thought it." Heh. Willow calls their attention to the 'bot, showing them a couple of fried wires and commenting, "It's an easy fix." Yet again making me think that we're going to see the Buffybot again. Xander (Xander! Is nothing sacred?) actually expresses a bit of sympathy for Spike. Buffy reacts with anger at first, but then looks contemplative when Xander tells her how "thrashed" Spike looked.

By Sep

Spike crypt. Buffy enters, pretending to be Buffybot. At Buffy's greeting, Spike sits up, and he does look pretty damn awful what with his eye all swelled shut. "Buffybot" wants to know why he let Glory beat the everlasting crap out of him, and he tells her that it was because Glory wanted to know who the Key is. Buffy cheerily offers to tell Glory, but Spike interrupts her with a forceful "NO!" Because, you see, if Glory finds out about the key, that would destroy the "other, not so pleasant" Buffy, and Spike would rather die than have that happen. So Buffy kisses him. And I understand that she's trying to show her gratitude here; we're probably all grateful that he didn't rat Dawn out. (Well, except for me, because I was hoping to see Spike return from his Snackwell brand of evil ways.) But Buffy? Damn, girl. Say it with Hallmark like the rest of us. After a moment, Spike pulls back, realizing that these are not robot lips. He starts to explain about the 'bot, but Buffy cuts him off, saying, "That thing. It wasn't even real." She starts to leave, but pauses and, with her back turned to Spike, says, "What you did for me and Dawn. That was real." She promises that she won't forget it, then walks out, leaving half the audience cheering and doing little dances and the other half fuming and getting out their voodoo dolls.