Yes

Xander walked through school, constantly looking over his shoulder. He kept expecting to people either starting calling him a pervert for what happened in front of the school or for a group of girls to jump him.

Except all the looks he got were the general ones that just said 'loser'. Not you just got two girls to make out and jerk off in front of you, but the look he generally got everyday.

He entered the library to find Giles going through some books. He glanced around, but didn't see Buffy. That was probably for the best. "Giles, tell me you have something?"

"Have something?" Giles asked as he took off his glasses. "About how you attacked Buffy this morning?"

"I did not attack Buffy," Xander protested. "Things are...weird."

"We deal in weird, Xander. How weird can it be."

Xander explained what had happened to him this morning.

"That is indeed...weird," Giles murmured. "I see now why Buffy was short on details."

"So, any ideas?" Xander asked.

"Hmm, it's obviously magical of some nature. I think I'll need some more data."

"Data? You mean, like have it happen again."

"It does seem inevitable at this point."

"I have to say, Giles, you are far more okay with this sex talk than normal."

"Sex talk?" Giles asked befuddled. "Please, Xander, a magical compulsion is one thing, but you having to get off doesn't really rise to the level of sex talk."

'Well, I guess Giles is also being effected by, well, whatever this is' Xander thought.