[RL] and you were there, and you, and you.

[rudolphofvamps]

[Spike's just kicking back, watching Desperate Housewives. Like a boss.]

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[dreamsonaplane]

[Wow, classy. Nonetheless, Robert is driving up there in a Rolls Royce with some house warming presents.]

[rudolphofvamps]

[It takes Spike a moment or too to get to the door, but he does, frowning at who he sees.]

Robbie. What a surprise. [Which is a more tactful way of saying, how'd you get my address]

[guiltapalooza]

[Willow's approaching from the other end of the hall, having taken the other elevator. She's armed with a wrapped present and is surprised when she encounters them already at the door.]

Oh, hey! You're visiting, too? [Belatedly,] Hi, Spike. I brought a housewarming gift!

[dreamsonaplane]

[He's just going to come out and say it.] I guess everyone has your address.

[Robert has some wine for Spike, but the real gift is the in the trunk of the car.

[rudolphofvamps]

Much to my chagrin, [he quips, but steps aside so they both can come in, but then he softens, turning his attention on Willow.]

A gift? Ta, luv.. you shouldn't have.

[guiltapalooza]

I had to commemorate it somehow. [She walks in and looks around, taking in the place.] Spike, this is great! And the boarded up windows don't even look trashy! Just... a little sketchy.

[She means this as a compliment. Seriously.]

[dreamsonaplane]

It's nice to see you too. [Look, look. He got over his fear of traveling worlds, found you a bottle of wine from your time era and paid good money to troll you. You will give him attention.]

Do you want mine or are you just going to wait to inconvenience me the most and then take it? Congratulations on moving in adult crypt.

[rudolphofvamps]

[He sighs, not sure how this is supposed to go.]

Does .. anyone want tea? [Tea he can handle.]

[guiltapalooza]

Tea sounds great, [she says, completely perky as she sets the gift down on the island.]

[dreamsonaplane]

[... Tea. Why is he friends with you? Not that he is.] Sure.

[rudolphofvamps]

[He sets some tea on the kettle, accepting Robert's bottle finally and placing it on the counter.]

Uh. Sit down. [Spike doesn't know how to do this hosting thing, on account of he's never done it before.]

[guiltapalooza]

[She takes a seat at the counter and sets her chin on a hand.] Do I have to rescue you two from general social fail?

[dreamsonaplane]

I'm not the one being a bad host.

[rudolphofvamps]

I'm making you some bloody tea, what more do you want. [He kind of, really wants to know so he can be a better host, not that he'd admit that :( ]

[guiltapalooza]

Come on you guys, be nice, [she half-laughs, half-scolds.] This is a happy occasion! There's gifts and a new apartment and, and no more hell. Tea is a good thing.

[dreamsonaplane]

[Like hell if Fischer knows how to be a host too. He just knows that he isn't being pampered as he usually is. Get on it that, Spike.]

I don't know: offer us a seat, ask us how the trip was - show some interest. [Worst ever.]