New Moon Rising
Willow: I missed you, Oz. I wrote you so many letters... But I didn't have any place to send them, you know. I couldn't live like that.
Oz: It was stupid to think that you'd just be... waiting.
Willow: I was waiting. I feel like some part of me will always be waiting for you. Like if I'm old and blue-haired and I turn the corner in Istanbul, and there you are. I won't be surprised... Because you're with me, you know?
Oz: I know. But now is not that time I guess.
Willow: No.