Spike walked into the clearing with an impassive expression. Normally he would have a snarky comment ready, but today was different. Xander had won him fair and square, and while he fully intended to get a reason out of him when it was his day (since he'd won the bloke right back, ironically), for today he would do his best to be...nice.
"All yours, mate," he called out to Xander's back, slipping the leather duster off and draping it over a tree branch. "What d'you have planned?"
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Date: 2008-06-01 10:02 pm (UTC)"All yours, mate," he called out to Xander's back, slipping the leather duster off and draping it over a tree branch. "What d'you have planned?"