What happens next?

An end to the curse?

"Oh my God!" exclaimed Buffy. "It's you."

"Of course it's me," said Anya. "Who else would it be?"

"This means I can break the curse," said Buffy. "At long last, I have a chance to break the curse. All I have to do is -- hey, how do I reverse the curse of a vengeance demon anyway?"

"That's justice demon," said Anya.

"I was talking to Willow," said Buffy.

"I imagine you just have to make a wish," said Willow. "For example, I wish -- "

"Sure you wouldn't rather wish for a pony, Willow?" asked Anya, hastily interrupting. "Or a yellow crayon? Or Xander? You've always liked Xander, haven't you?"

"Why, sure," said Willow. "But right now I'd rather wish -- "

"Sorry, only one wish per customer," said Anya. "Union rules."

"Union rules?" asked Willow. "That doesn't sound fair."

"Willow!" exclaimed Buffy.

"Oh, right," said Willow. "I wish that --"

"Perhaps Buffy would like a pony too," said Anya. "Or Joyce. You really need to wish something nice for Joyce."

"How do you know Joyce?" asked Willow.

"Willow!" exclaimed Buffy. "Let me make the wish."

"No, Buffy," said Willow, turning away from Anya for a moment. "I got this. I wish Buffy Summers could wear clothes again."

"Wish granted," said Anya.

Then she sighed.

And just like that, the curse was ended.