They stood in the oven mitt aisle for several minutes.

"What about the red ones?" Xander asked.

"No, those are square. We need hand-shaped ones."

"How about those green ones with cows?"

"Too pastoral," Andrew determined.

"We’re worried about this because…?"

"I must buy the perfect one! Buffy should know that effort went into this purchase. Then she won’t be mad anymore."

"Replacing the oven mitt won’t make her less upset, Andrew. It wasn’t the mitt, it was what you were doing with it that made her mad."

"Yeah…good thing she didn’t see what you were doing with the spatula."