"I dunno about that, I like turkey. Roast beef? I can go either way on that one." But he understood what she was talking about. Things like sandwich meat and favorite food brands and all those specific preferences may not have seemed like a big deal to anyone passing by, but having to live off of the standard selection was kind of a pain. It was useful and Xander was definitely grateful for it, but being able to pick and choose his own meals was preferred. "But it's a start, isn't it? Getting the cash to buy your own meals is the beginnings of a very fine dining experience. Or you could always head out to Wendy's or Burger King. I've found that's my standard preference. Nothing wrong with a good cheeseburger and a side of fries." He flashed another light grin. Honestly, Xander was beginning to think that a cheeseburger would be a great meal for dinner. Ice cream, followed by a cheeseburger. Well, at least no one could say that all this information about his dead exes was ruining his appetite for greasy foods.
"Doesn't seem like I'd be the type of guy who was, huh?" Xander shook his head, then pointed a finger at her. "If you think me and monsters and apocalypses are outta place, you should try talking to Andrew. Now there's a guy that you'd think wouldn't know a damn thing about the hassle that comes with the kinda life I'm used to. I'm not too big of a fan of the guy, but he's been sort of...helpful." Xander didn't want to talk too much about Andrew. The important thing was that Buffy trusted him. All thoughts of him beyond his being useful were not allowed to happen. Xander didn't wanna dwell on the fact that he had experienced something...unpleasant with the former "evil" villain. God. No.
Xander poked at his ice cream, then shrugged. "Seeing a girl in real life for them is like me seeing my favorite fictional characters come to life. It's kinda magical." He looked across the table at her, then shook his head. "But living in your parents basement? It's not as shockingly weird as it sounds. I had to do it for a while. Didn't exactly have anywhere else to go." Being the non-college type with a limited amount of money coming in his way, Xander had to settle for spending his nights curled up next to a rumbling washing machine. "It wasn't the highest point of my life, but it gave me a roof to live under and stuff."