Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Season 5

Buffy:
So let me get this straight. You're... Dracula. The guy. The Count.

Dracula:
I am.

Buffy:
And you're sure this isn't just some fanboy thing? Because... I've fought more than a couple of pimply overweight vamps that called themselves Lestat.

Dracula:
You know who I am. As I would know without question that you are Buffy Summers.

Buffy:
You've heard of me?

Dracula:
Naturally. You're known throughout the world.

Buffy:
Naw. Really?

Dracula:
Why else would I come here? For the sun? I came to meet the renowned... killer.

Buffy:
Yeah, I prefer the term Slayer. You know, killer just sounds so...

Dracula:
Naked?

Buffy:
Like I... paint clowns or something. I'm the good guy, remember?

Dracula:
Perhaps, but your power is rooted in darkness. You must feel it.

Buffy:
No. You know what I feel? Bored.

[She attempts to stake Dracula, but he repeatedly dissipates into mist to avoid her]

Buffy:
Okay. That's cheating.