"Did you even have ice cream when you were human?" she asked, her mouth half full of ice cream. She had a rough patrol, and there was nothing more soothing than coming home to an over-sized bowl of unhealthy ice cream after a rough day. Kicking ass might have been her comfort food, but ice cream was her soul food. The only thing that would have made it any better would've been a chocolate bar to dip into the frozen goodness.
Swallowing another spoonful, Buffy glanced from the ice cream to the vampire, then back again. "I'd offer you some, but it would be cruel to tease your taste buds when they can't experience the full joy of mint chocolate chip ice cream. Really, I'm only keeping it from you because I care so much."