[ This is what you get for trying to make friends, Spike.
He can almost hear the sing-song tone of Dru's voice and wouldn't she have a goddamn ball with this? Should've known better than to strike up conversation with the resident latter day saint of vampires, a fucking disgrace if she'd come from his world and although he can begrudgingly chalk it up to cultural differences she doesn't seem as keen to. ]
Entitled lit'le bitch. [ He snarls through gritted teeth, maybe making an attempt at being in the way enough for their shoulders to bump into each other. ] Go to hell!