Spike eyed the pig from across the room and carefully stalked towards it. Ten feet, five… He grasped it by the ear and tore its head off before plunging his hand inside, seeking the hidden treasure -
"Spike?"
The vampire whirled at the sound of Tara's voice, chocolate chip cookie in one hand, pink ceramic pig head in the other.
"Did I just catch you with your hand in the cookie jar?"
Spike glanced at the cookie, then at the witch. "Uh, no?" He stuffed the cookie in his mouth. She rolled her eyes as he slipped nonchalantly past her.