"Yes I suppose that's true of most Masters, bit squirly sorts aren't they? Can't seem to make sense of them, but not that complicated either, odd really. Anyway, yes right, no titles and no. The Doctor is not my nickname, it's my name. What everyone calls me, what all they really need to call me it's rather quite efficient. Introduces me while also providing a clear cut idea of what it is I do."
The Doctor smiled and hurried towards the kitchen where the table was before looking around and then grabbing the bottle of wine to pour it into the glasses and then pushed it towards them before then dropping into a seat at the table to watch them both, "I suppose you might want me out of your hair here in a moment so you can... do whatever it is you do. Cowboys and Indians I guess, and cops and robbers. So rudimentary, but not everyone can have the vast imagination I do. Anyway! Right, so Buffy tell me a bit about yourself, how you know Willow, any and all things. She doesn't tell me much, but mostly because she spends her days practicing magic--speaking of, someone needs to fix a couple of lamps in the bedroom."
He gave her a look before grinning, "I suppose I could come up with something more ingenious than a lamp though."