Spike would have agreed with him on that count. This was oddly domestic. "Uh, I just noticed that you're pants are a bit baggier than usual. You look good though." Awkward. Spike, you daft git, shut it. "You wouldn't happen to have a spare razor, would you?" he scrubbed his fingers over the blond stubble on his chin. "Gods, I haven't had to shave in nearly two hundred years either."