[ Dog gets his hackles raised, despite starting the name-calling business. The Slayer and her pals make their little jokes about him: defanged, declawed, neutered. He's not gonna take it from some algae-covered twink, too.
Spike narrows his eyes and holds Armand's gaze, tapping ash from his cigarette right into the water. Unfortunately, he's both easily goaded and curious, despite himself, as to whether that egg's got anything valuable inside.
Blowing smoke in Armand's direction, his gaze flicks to the egg and then back to his face. ]
Why don't you show me what the treat is, before you try to drag me under?
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Spike narrows his eyes and holds Armand's gaze, tapping ash from his cigarette right into the water. Unfortunately, he's both easily goaded and curious, despite himself, as to whether that egg's got anything valuable inside.
Blowing smoke in Armand's direction, his gaze flicks to the egg and then back to his face. ]
Why don't you show me what the treat is, before you try to drag me under?