"You're angry."
Spike ignored her.
"You're angry at me?"
He played with his Zippo. "Maybe I just don't feel like talkin', Red."
"Red? We're back to that now?"
He sighed.
"It's just so impersonal! Like me calling you Blonde!"
The phone rang and Xander answered. "Magic Box!" He listened.
"Hey, Bleached Wonder!" Xander called. Spike glared pointedly at Willow.
"Does it really seem right to call you anything but 'Red' after all these years?" Spike asked.
Turning to Xander he demanded, "What is it, Whelp?"
"Tara wants to know if you'll be over for dinner."
"Tell Glinda it's a date."