Spike stood patiently listening to the babble at first, but as it went on his eyebrow started raising. "How long am I supposed to be bearing, then?" he interrupted as Xander's tangent started drawing further and further from the point, he was fairly sure. "Look. I'm yours to do whatever you want. That's the deal, innit? So just sodding spit it out so we can get started." He crossed his arms over his chest, watching Xander impassively.