Kelly (returns to room and gasps when she sees Spike wrapping some gauze around his hand): What happened to you?
Spike (looking up): An' hello ta you too, short stuff.
Kelly (frowns): Okay, look: I'm putting a temporary ban on sarcasm and insulting nicknames, alright?
Spike: So, basically ... you don't want me ta talk at all. *smirks*
Kelly: Where have you been?
Spike: Out.
Kelly: Could you elaborate?
Spike (shakes head): Nope. (glances back up at Kelly) I take it your little conversation wit' wire-head turned out alright? You look a bit ... cheerier ... dan I saw you last.
Kelly (smiles): Yeah, Digit's cool. I also had some fun with Chamberlain, though we really haven't had a conversation yet. I made a neat picture of him, though.
Spike: Well, I'm glad.
Kelly (in shock): You are?
Spike (nods): Yep.
Kelly: Is there something wrong?
Spike (rolls his eyes): I just get back an' dere's an interrogation, now? How 'bout, if we're mandatin' respect aroun' here, I just tell you to drop it an' you drop it, 'kay? *takes out a gnarled piece of paper* Here. *gives it to Kelly* Some little green pig t'ing gave it ta me on da way back here.
Kelly (reads letter): O_O Is this for real?
Spike (smirks): You're hangin' out in a place filled wit' every creature imaginable, who can all talk an' do deir taxes an' stuff ... an' you seriously ask if dat's for real? *pause* You goin'?
Kelly (shrugs): I dunno. I can't dance. Me and dresses don't really get along. I'm just not the dressy type.
Spike (takes her hand): Well, I can show ya a couple of moves before you go.
Kelly (tugs slightly away): I never said I was going.
Spike: Tut, tut. You've been just as miserable as I've been da last couple o' days. But you seem happy now. Ya gotta branch out your social circle some. Wire-head an' Vulture-Boy may be a good start, but you definitely need ta get out more. *ahem, begins dancing*
I'll paint you mornings of gold,
I'll spin you valentine evenings,
We've been strangers til now,
We're choosing da path between da stars,
Your dreams can reach up to da stars.
Kelly (pulls away, blushing): Thanks, that's ... um ... helpful. But, um, I don't think I'll go. I really do want to hang out here more. There's nothing in that castle I'm too interested to see right now. Anyway, I'm gonna go read a book or something in the lobby. Care to join me?
Spike (shakes head): Nah, readin' books ain't my t'ing.
*Kelly leaves*
*Spike shudders, his leather jacket falling away, leaving a slender man with blond feathered hair, smiling thoughtfully at his assassin as she leaves, proud of his trump card*