I've been very late to the party on the whole Buffy thing. So it's only recently that I caught the first episode of its final season, in which Willow is taking the rest cure in England, and summons a blossom of, er, passionflower vine from the good green earth. Rupert Giles points out, "It doesn't belong there," and further observes, "Passiflora caerulea. Native of Paraguay." Pahss-i-FLOR-a kah-eh-ru-LEH-a. May I never utter another botanical name unless I can say it just like that. Ah, the thought of Anthony Stewart Head reciting the Index Hortensis, entry by entry, cover to cover. A gardener's dream (and, no doubt, an actor's nightmare).