Elisabeth had been filling in her time since being dumped by Michael quite easily. Between Remy and Adam and the not so dead Doug and...right, no need to list everything. New comers arrived daily, so it was nothing new to read about Spike and his confusion on the lack of sun, but he'd caught her interest with his 'self-assurance' and his humour between Sid and himself.
Slipping into a tight black dress, Elisabeth shadow ported a block down from the Tiki Ti and sauntered her way towards the crazy bar. Spike wasn't hard to miss with his hair, but she was glad to see him waiting outside instead of trying to locate him within the building. He smoked, but she could handle it, considering both Allison and Michael did. She missed Allison some days and Michael damn near every day, but it would be...odd seeing her when she was more or less best mates with her ex.
"So far, you're winning," she teased, eying him without much modesty.