She examined the can with pictures of fish on its ring pull top. "Sardines?"
"You eat them, Bit." She still looked puzzled by the tin. "They make nice sandwiches."
"Eew. That's just wrong." Dawn screwed her face up in horror at the thought.
"Wasn't planning on feeding them to you." Spike sighed, he'd always liked sardine sandwiches. "I thought they'd go nicely slipped into the door skins of Xander's car."
open_on_sunday — challenge #52: food
Part of the Mischief!verse