What will she do next?. Punch someone in the face maybe, she thought momentarily stepping away from the orb shelf as the clipped British accent nearly caused her to bump into it, probably wise to stop shelf packing now or she'd be paying for them, and she needed the money for other random things she liked to buy, still couldn't bring herself to rediscover the love for fries. And honestly in many ways she was sort of glad it was Spike, she didn't plan on bullshitting him and he'd have laughed her out of it if she'd tried.
"Just missing how things used to be is all" she told him, watching him with the candle. It had been known to work as an aphrodisiac for the supernatural clientelle if he was into that sort of thing. Eh, to each his own.
She looked down to the counter eyes scanning the open tab again.
"Its stupid and ridiculous and very very human and I should know better". She should, he hated her, and he'd always hate her, there was no chance to it being any other way and really she just had to suck it up and live with it. She took a deep breath she didn't need and forced her eyes up and to the herbs on the shelf she was used to him wanting. "Usual?" she asked finally.