Andrea didn't even bother to stop him from taking the bottle of rum, didn't even bother to glare. Certainly didn't bother with his statement about his appearance. She just finished up what was on her cup before moving onto something stronger. Not the rum yet but something less sweet in comparison to vodka and ginger ale. Hm. She poured some straight up vodka in there. Sniffing it. Vanilla Vodka. She did enjoy that.
"In case you missed the tray. I was planning on carrying most of this upstairs." She retorted, ignoring his question yet again. "I was just starting on a good buzz. Sooner you stop talking to me the sooner I can get right back to my original plan." Andrea hoped that if she was dull enough and didn't raise to his bait, he'd just get bored and go away. Maybe should just stop hoping in relation to Spike and peace with quiet tonight and just let him do as he pleased.