I, Anya, promise to love you, to cherish you, to honor you, uh, but not to obey you, of course, because that’s anachronistic and misogynistic and who do you think you are, like a sea captain or something?
Willow: There’s a simple answer to this. Just think about who loves him the most. Clearly I do, since I’m willing to look past the whole orientation thing! Anya: Well, you’re gonna have to do better than that!