Xander brought a hand up to his mouth, twisted his head to the side, and broke out into a wide grin. Babs was definitely going to end up murdering someone for this story. Xander didn't know if it was going to be Dick for telling Xander the tale or if it was going to be Xander for teasing her about it so much. They both possibly had deaths waiting ahead in their near futures. Either way, the look on her face when he brought the story up was definitely going to be worth it. Xander snorted against his palm, then gestured to Dick with a hand. "I, for one, have no complaints about this story. Please, by all means - give me some details." Because no story about a friend dressing up as a sex bunny would be complete until there were juicy details thrown in to boot. Yep, they were dead men, all right. At least they'd die with smiles on their faces.
"You ought to try and rearrange that schedule a little," Xander suggested. "I know it probably sounds lame to someone like you, but planning around the crime stopping and the sleeping will probably go a long way. 'Course, figuring out when and where the crime happens would probably help with the whole planning thing..." Xander trailed off. Hmm. That did put a damper in things, didn't it? Why couldn't crime be more organized and convenient?! "Or you could even stick to that whole common sense phrase with you being just one man and get that sleep anyway."