"Getting ahead of myself? I don't know. Andrew and I are very determined in our spread of the Christmas cheer. Still nine days to get you on our side. Before you know it, you'll be a green and red bow on your jacket. Humming Christmas tunes under your breath." Andrea said with a grin. She doubted it. However, the prospect was a highly amusing one. She was successfully suppressing laughter. However, the thought of Spike with bells to that bow and wishing people to have a 'Merry one', had her turning her head to cover a laugh.
Angel of Ridiculous Timing? Smiling would be bad. Well. Smiling more than she already had. Especially since that was so dumb and corny. However, her lips managed to twitch just slightly. Before she immediately sobered. "Well." She stated, lips pursing. Mostly to keep from smiling than from exasperation or any sort of annoyance. "What makes you think that if you're not going to walk out, that I will? If I was planning on ignoring, I wouldn't have showed up at all. I spotted you from a rooftop. So. You know that means I'm not going to leave until either I've kicked your culo or you've returned everything. Since I doubt I'll be able to lug your culo back to the complex in time, you might as well just head out now. Call it a loss well worth it. At least you won't be crispfied." There was no way she was going to let him continue on with his ... loot. Even if she did like him.
Andrea frowned slightly. Life would be so much easier if she just avoided Spike. She'd feel less of a niggle, just a tiny niggle, for interrupting him and a larger one for even considering letting this go. Yet she couldn't help herself. She had grown fond of him. And she found herself ignoring and letting slide things he did that would have previously annoyed her. This however? There was no way she could let him get away. Not without compromising herself. Unless ... No. No unless. It was either he gave everything back or she kicked his ass and put everything back herself.