"Ahhh, Sam Adams," he repeated in a mock pirate voice that was well legitimized by the missing eye. He turned his head towards the chivalrous stranger, displaying that trademark "I'm so witty" Xander Harris grin. "Always a wise dec-- what the hell?! Riley?!"
And with that revelation, Xander's smug Funny Guy demeanor was wiped right off his face. Running into old faces had become commonplace, but for some reason, the army boy's was one he thought he'd never see again. Nonetheless, it was one he was pleased to see. Riley represented possibly the only one of the Buffster's ex beau's who he'd gotten along with, to the extent that he could reasonably refer to the man as a friend. Their love was canon, after all.
"You're in LA? Shut the front door! What the hell have you been up to, you Bible-thumping son of a bitch?!" he asked with a giddy smile, extending his hand for a shake and paying no mind to how much of a fangirl he sounded like. Somewhere in the middle of his excitement, however, something clicked; something Buff had mentioned.
"Waaaait a minute, you're not that guy, are you? The guy who broke into Wolfram & Hart and was all 'be seeing you Buffy' in this ominous 'I know you' voice? That guy."