New clothes. The statement didn't mean too much to Xander since he was the kind of guy who could get by on plaid and jeans, but he knew what it was like for those pesky women. He had dated Cordelia Chase, after all. If there was anyone in the world that could give a good, quality, pain in the ass lecture about fashion and how important it truly was, it was...had been Cordy. Xander bit back a wince and focused on his ice cream. Mm, ice cream. The cure to all illnesses. "You had me on the food part," Xander replied, biting onto his spoon. "Nothin' better than a fully stocked fridge. A fridge that is your fridge. The food they keep downstairs is good enough, but it doesn't exactly fill the personal preference category, huh?"
Kicking criminals in the face. What a tradition indeed. "Hey, if it makes you feel any better? Stopping apocalypses is like tradition for me and the others from my home. Criminals and monsters and all that stuff? Definitely counts toward as an acceptable tradition to me." The waffle thing was nice too. He didn't really have anything like that to savor from his family - his family, unfortunately, was filled with alcoholic jackasses - but the memories he had built with his friends were more than good enough. Ice cream with Willow. Not everyone had that.
"Comics?" Xander suddenly looked amused. If he was a comic book character come to life, he sincerely doubted that he'd spend all of his time holed up in the place that told his story. Of course, at the same time, it was a great way to catch up on what people did know. "Do you ever read your comics?" He had to ask. With reversed roles, Xander knew that was exactly what he'd have done. "There's nothing wrong with a chick working in a comic store." Xander grinned lightly. "Actually, it's kind of appealing. If I didn't already know who you were? Yeah, it'd be a..." Turn on. "Appealing trait." He looked down at his ice cream again. Oh yeah. Attractive girl, spending her time at a comic shop? Poor Steph probably only got the weird looks because geeks were too busy drooling over her.