"I don't listen to the dialogue." Spike says, while making what he hopes is a placating, non-nunchuck-using, please-don't-run-away-I'll-be- done-with-the-nonsense-babbling-bloke-in-a-minute face.
"Wait. I don't know what you're talking about," he says to Andrew. He looks at the girl. "I don't know what you're talking about." He hands her the phone. "You're perfect for each other."
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Date: 2007-09-09 04:04 am (UTC)"Wait. I don't know what you're talking about," he says to Andrew. He looks at the girl. "I don't know what you're talking about." He hands her the phone. "You're perfect for each other."