"What are you looking for?"
"Cornflakes."
"Two feet from your left hand," Andrew helpfully pointed out.
"Oh." Willow frowned. "Soy sauce."
"Just behind your right heel." Willow's face fell again. "What are you really looking for?"
"Chocolate covered coffee beans."
Andrew had seen Willow on coffee, she was scarier than dark magic Willow. He yelled for Kennedy.

