“Okay,” said Dawn. “Xander’s next. If Andrew was an animal, what would he be?”  

Xander frowned, trying to think. He’d started this game as a way to make this road trip go faster, but Dawn had seized upon it with a frightening zeal. “I dunno. A Weasel, I guess.”

“Why?”

“Well, you know. He’s all weasel out of trouble guy.”

“Okay, That’ll do. Buffy,” Dawn turned to her sister. “If Spike was a flavour of ice cream, what would he be?”

Buffy answered without thinking, the memories resurfacing unprompted, “Mmm. Karamel Sutra.”

There was silence in the car after that.