[It's his turn to snort, but he doesn't move from his place on the couch. His head simply lolls to the side so he can watch Spike sulk across the room. And enjoy the view.]

Oh yeah? [Smirking.] Who's harassing you over flowers? They sound fun.

[He snickers before he sits up a little more fully, reaching for his beer again.]

But isn't that the point, though? That the person you want to give them to would like them?