He didn't make a joke about Angel, though there were a dozen on the tip of his tongue. It was too close to home - and it occurred to Xander that he hadn't really known what that phrase meant, until now.

"And since when was her busty-equilibrium-thingy silver with those curly-cues on it?" he said instead, pointing at the screen. "That's totally Bittergirl's with a bad spraypaint job."