He sighed. "Yes, Lestat instead. With a 'the' in front of it. The one, the only."
He remembered meeting Rupert Giles, then. And how he'd gone to torment the Watcher and pick his brain a bit because he missed David so much. Was everyone from Sunnydale so inexplicably befuddled all the time? In that case, he could understand how Spike had been some sort of nemesis for all of them, meddling in their works.
How monumentally sad.
"Actually, I want to sit with you while you have coffee and I look at it and fake it. But that's more or less the gist, yes." There was a pause and an arch of his eyebrow. "I must at least be better company than Spike. Please have a seat."