Wasn't he resilient? Which she already knew but still, she was a bit impressed-and amused-by how quickly he'd brushed himself off and spouted out a comment. "I'll be sure to work on my method of delivery next time." She quipped sarcastically.
"I don't have to get you nada." Though her tone was relatively controlled for a person going onto drunk, there was a slight raising in octave as irritability made itself known to Spike. She was quite pissy when drunk. And irritated. "Fine. I was waiting for someone to find me in my drunk state and I am so glad that it's you. Here to irritate the hell out of me. How did you know Spike? How did you know that I was so desperate for company. Dios. You must be like, a psychic or something!" Andrea quirked a brow at him.