Pretending to scowl, Wesley aimed his foot beneath the table and kicked Spike's. "I'd threaten to hit you with my sandwich, but I want to eat it." He contemplated it and grinned. "Well, that and the fact that it's rather phallic in shape. Do you think that's deliberate?"
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Date: 2004-09-06 02:13 pm (UTC)