James stalked forward trying to be cool. Usually it was easy, but his reasons for being cool were completely different. He looked back at Spike and Xander. Xander waved animatedly at him and Spike just rolled his eyes. He took a deep breath then approached the girl in question. He stumbled forward and put his hand on the rail of the highest level of the Bronze. He was actually IN the Bronze. He gave a small smile at his soon to be dinner.
“Hey,” James said.
“Hey!” The girl squeed. “You’re James Marsters!”
“Um, yeah.”
“Can I get your autograph?”
“Oh, yeah. Sure you can!”
He looked at a napkin the girl shoved into his hands. He signed it and she snatched it back, smiling.
“Thank you!”
She pushed through the crowd towards her friends. He smiled, she seemed like a very nice young girl.
“Bloody git,” came a growl by his ear.
“Hello to you too, Spike.”
“Now explain to me why she walked off with a napkin instead of two holes in her neck?”
“She’s a fan! I can’t eat a fan!”
Spike picked James up by the scruff of his neck and threw him towards Xander. Xander bounced on the balls of his feet and watched James scramble off the floor, trying to regain any sense of menace he still had. Xander smiled and put his head on James’ shoulder to comfort him, which seemed to send Spike through the roof.
“Xander, can you please show him how it’s done,” he said through gritted teeth.
Xander saluted Spike and was off into the crowd. In a matter of seconds, Xander had three girls crowded around him. He was pouting and flirting. The girls were really buying into his cute and innocent act. James made a note in his head that Xander was probably more dangerous than Spike.
“Come on,” Spike said tugging on James’ arm.
“Where are we going?”
“We have to pick up our food. It’s not like we can eat them here.”
Spike continued to tug James until they were out the door. They walked into a back alley where Xander was waiting with the girls. Xander pointed at the two vampires coming their way.
“See, I told you I knew James Marsters.”