I cackle because The Assasin In Red dreamed it (it wasn’t bolded), then concentrate extremely hard and will the sandwich back into existence. Then I grin and shrink it to the size of a mosquito and teleport away. After checking to make sure no one can see/access/approach me in any way, I slip it into my earhole and lie down to sleep. Before falling asleep, I place a magical fake Sandwich next to me. (It changes into whatever kind of sandwich the last owner [or person who held it] most desired)