Xander would have her know that his desire for all things female was quite genuine. As shallow as he might seem at times, he really did enjoy the female form, clothed, unclothed, barely clothed, it was beautiful no matter what was going on with it. It just happened that the school was full of women who were far more attractive than the norm for the world. The Supernatural, or gifted humans, seemed to just be gifted in that sense.
Her fingers came down to straighten out the dress a bit as the fake Cassandra arched an eyebrow slightly at the real deal. Then, she couldn’t help but smile as she tilted her head a little bit. “I couldn’t help it.” She said, though her voice began to change. He might be arrogant, but even the demon could tell when someone’s figured out his charade. “I saw this online earlier this evening, and thought you’d look stunning in it. And since you’re too shy to even consider wearing something revealing.. no matter how classy it might be..”
As he spoke, Xander’s form would change and shift, until he was standing before her within the birds, rather than her dream self. “Well, at the very least you’re annoying the hell out of them, right?” he said with a grin and a shake of his head. “How about we get out of here instead, hmm?” he asked as he held his hand out toward her. The birds were more likely to harass her than him now, after all, though he didn’t know that for sure. Only one way to find out, right?