“Hello, IT... Have you tried turning it off and on again?... OK, well, the button on the side. Is it glowing?... Yeah, you need to turn it on.... Err, the button turns it on.... Yeah, you do know how a button works, don't you?... No, not on clothes... I'm sorry, are you from the past?”

“She pushed the car. But I was so distracted that i forgot to push the button on the timer, so we had to do the whole thing again. Which Lindsey found hilarious. "Ok" she said. "Are you ready NOW, or do we have to send you back to Button Pushing one-oh-one?" "Um, what's Button Pushing One-oh-one?" I was wearing a button down shirt that day. Lindsey reached out and poked one of the buttons into my chest. "There, that's how you push a button. Any questions?”

“I'm not sure my belly button is exactly in the middle. I wonder what that means..”

“If you choose to turn your back, you don't really have a say in what goes on behind it.”

“Could you please unfasten my dress before you leave?"A lopsided grin appeared at the corner of his mouth. "You know, of coure, where this may lead?""You'd still have to wade through at least three layers of clothes before you found skin." She chuckled."Ah,but the buttons being the most difficult obstacle, the rest would be a simple matter of-""Just the buttons, please.""You're no fun.""Later," she promised, her voice low and suggestive, "when I'm fresh from a scented bath, all warm and soft and-""Enough," he growled. "Turn around before I rip that thing off you."Willow giggled as she turned away from him.”

“You may turn into an archangel, a fool, or a criminal—no one will see it. But when a button is missing—everyone sees that.”

“It's funny how you take things like electricity for granted. You hit the button that turns everything on and it just comes on. You get used to that and it just works every single time. So what happens when it suddenly doesn't? things very well could get messy.”