Having heard the knock at his door, Spike took another long swig from his bottle before moodily rising up and crossing over to where he'd likely find the root of all his misery. He yanked the door open, perhaps a little too roughly, and instantly found himself locked face-to-face with the vampire that he'd been dreading seeing all evening. She looked the same as ever. Nicely dressed, hair all perfect and in place. Real pretty. The only thing that had attracted Spike to her in the first place. Only being the key word in the matter.
A glimpse over her shoulder brought forth a few other figures that Spike hadn't been expecting to see. Lip curling in disgust, Spike glared directly into the faces of the crew and their stupid cameras. She'd brought her little team along. To record him. With her. Being...disgustingly cute, likely. Suppressing a growl, Spike forced his eyes back onto Harmony. A smile twisted it's way onto his face. It looked like forcing it on was hurting him. Physically.