later in the evening; Spike and Fred
They may have been from alternate timelines but that answer was wholly the Spike that she remembered. "I think it's absolutely sweet," she replied with a smile, glancing towards the dance floor. "When you find that one person who you know so well you see no one else." She sighed and looked back at Spike.
"But of course, if the beer is horrible, then it is absolutely not a party. Everyone just might as well go home." She cut a hand through the air, a teasing look on her face.