A dream. [He says it slowly, like he's testing out the words, seeing how they feel in his mouth.] This is a dream?

[If he thinks about it, things make a little more sense. It would explain why Kate could just disappear like that, why the world seems fuzzy at the edges, why this girl--Buffy--could just pop up behind him...]

Why am I dreaming about someone I don't even know? I mean, I know why I'd dream about Kate but...but who are you? [Yes, he knows he asked the question already but well, he thinks that he's allowed to repeat himself in his own dreams if that' what he wants to do.]