"I get it." Buffy did. "Okay maybe not boyfriend's mother but trying to impress someone being something that you're not." She made a face, "it usually doesn't turn out well. I thought my boyfriend in high school wanted someone like he was used to. A real old fashioned girl, a society girl." Buffy shook her head, "as it always happens, life over the Hellmouth made that project blow up in my face. Someone put a spell on me and I turned into this Eighteenth century girl that was scared of her own shadow and almost got killed by a vampire. The point is, Angel didn't want an old fashioned society girl. He'd hated that type. He wanted someone like me. So the moral of the story is be who you are, PB&J sandwiches and all and I bet Mary will be more impressed by that, then a perfectly cooked turkey."