Willow limped over to Buffy and Spike. “Eat a cookie, ease my pain?”
“Serves you right,” Buffy moaned. “Why couldn’t you have been a bit quicker?”
“I got caught up with a horny demon,” Willow mumbled.
“Don’t I get a cookie?” Spike complained. “Oh well, I’ve got that great Buffy taste to dwell on.”
“You’re a pig, Spike,” Buffy snapped.
“Don’t kid yourself, you enjoyed it,” Spike smirked. “And, got to say, the only thing better than eating a Slayer is eating out a Slayer. Could get used to that.”
Buffy went crimson and stuffed a cookie into his mouth.