[Cordelia and Wesley try to clean up the long-deserted Hyperion Hotel.]
Oh, this place is never gonna get clean.
Buck up. It's just a little dust.
Oh, this isn't mere dust. This is "Son of Dust". This is the kind of dust that spawns countless generations of little baby dust. I give up.
I suppose will just have to move our offices back into your apartment, then.
And, I'm dusting.






