[She leaves her poster curling up on the floor by the wall she's trying to hang it to and turns around to see who's knocking at the door. For a second the banging was just like home, her father smashing at her door when not otherwise intruding to tell her to turn off the Hamster Dance and or threaten to hit her for being so pastel.
So when she opens the door to see Spike on the other side, she immediately smiles brightly.] Hi!