"Oh, I am a big fan of your non-behaving," Xander responded, smirking. "But you and me aren't exactly known for getting much done with the research and, Anya, we kinda need to get things done." The coffee pot that he had hauled into the room was plugged in at the opposing table. Xander filled both mugs, piled in the proper ingredients for each, and flopped back into his seat the second he finished stirring them up. He offered Anya her own with a playful smile.
"And, hey, I don't know about the barbarian thing. You were kinda coming off as a barbarian to me last night." He waggled his eyebrows at her before taking a drink for his mug. Ow. Hot.