Eeeeeee! So we’re watching season six of Buffy, and it’s near the end of the season with Dark Willow going all crazy and trying to kill everyone. And for the last two episodes I’ve been blurting out at random intervals, “I miss Giiiiiiiiles. When’s Giiiiiiiiles coming back?” See, because I love him. I mean, he had me at “Into every generation…” but then he sang in that coffee shop with his guitar, and I’ve been nothing but swoony over him and will be forevermore.

Anyway, Willow basically tells Buffy that no power in the ‘verse can stop her, and Giiiiiles bursts through the door — not just like beats it open with his fist or kicks it down, as they do in movies and TV. No. He’s the power in the ‘verse, because he throws the door open with his magics (or is it magicks?), and it just comes flying off the hinges through sheer force of Giles’s awesomeness. “I’d like to test that theory.” And I cheer. “GIIIIIIIIIIIILES!”

It was a rather long squeal, actually. And my oh my does he look teh dashing in his return. Hubba.

(Yes, the misspelling in the title is intentional. You know why.)