"Much better." He nodded, to the clothes and her attitude. He could understand that hatred a word. Maybe they should go with sir? It was not the norm, but then again, Ambrose was not the norm. He motioned for her to get most of the bags, while getting the third himself. He bid the women good day and put an arm around Buffy as the went out. He tried to do this slowly, so it would not catch her by surprise, and he couldn't very well tell her in front of another supernatural.
Once out side he took her bags and his and put them into the front trunk, before getting in the car. "You did good, Buffy. A little less one the fake sweetness. Be more of yourself." He did like the sassy more than the sweetness.