Xander had almost fallen asleep on the couch. Where he'd found another threadbare, but soft and nice blanket for Spike to use when he slept. There were even sheets there if Spike wanted to used them.
Now when Spike arrived, Xander did a little jump and scratched his good eye and around the corners of his eyepatch. Oh crap. What time was it? And he looked around for his watch, but couldn't find it and was to lazy to turn on the laptop.
Spike was moving around in the kitchenette and when Xander turned around to see what he was doing, he noticed the gallon of blood and made a face. Ew... Unexpected less then nice side-effect of having a vampire in the house - blood in the fridge. Ew, ew... Wait, chocolate?
Spike was holding out a package of chocolate chip cookies. "I must be dreaming still. I didn't think vampires ate cookies...." Xander trailed off as he took one from Spike.