"I'd like a button please," 11 says as he saunters into the deserted Hot Topic.
Without looking up from a catalog, the guy behind the counter points to the multiple boxes of them sitting nearby.
The Doctor rifles through the boxes until he comes to a very unusual sort of button. He gasps in surprise, "Amy look at the button!" he says with a smile on his face as he turns. His face falls as he realizes that Amy is gone. He steels himself and looks back at the button proclaiming 'Trust me, I'm the Doctor' with pride. "I'd like this one."
"The buttons are three for five," he says completely lacking interest and while still looking at the catalog.
"Really?" the Doctor says, enthralled with the idea of being able to purchase more buttons. He digs through the buttons again, "Now look at that! Isn't that great! It's a fez button!" He excitedly pulls out another button with a mini TARDIS on it and places it in his button pile. "UH a Dalek! They shouldn't have a button," he grumbles.
Once he has gone through all the buttons –three times just to be sure- he comes up with a total of 15.
"Ohhh this one is nice!"
16.
The clerk runs up the buttons, "$40."
The Doctor reaches into his pocket and pulls out a wad of money. He shuffles through it, looking confused, and pulls out a $100 bill. Before handing over the money he meticulously arranges his buttons on his jacket, "This should be enough." He slaps the money down on the counter.
Crash. Bang!
The Doctor whirls around at the noise, "Uh oh, that can't be good."
The guy realizes the mistake in money and looks up finally, just in time to see the back of the Doctor's head and his sonic screwdriver as he dashes out the door. Dumbfounded and mouth open in shock, he sputters, "But…but you're the Doctor!"
The Doctor unfortunately doesn't hear him.
From now on, the guy behind the counter greats every customer who enters, in hopes of finding the Doctor.
