"Why do you eat?"
Spike shrugged. "Taste, texture. I enjoy it," he said around a mouthful of chilli chicken.
"But you don't have a functioning digestive system."
"Life isn't about doing what's best for you, Harris. Enjoy the little things while you can."
Dawn was still trying to figure out which plastic decoration was the straw. "That's why he chews things up really well. Food comes out, much the same as it went it."
Xander's colour almost matched Dawn's drink.
open_on_sunday — challenge #88: food