[Since Ariel has been well and saved Spike will come along afterwords, puffing idly on a cigarette. He only notices her because of her flagrant Disney coloration, otherwise lost in his own head.]
It's cold out here, you know. [He flicks the butt away from them, taking a step towards her and forging slow, steady eye contact.] Didn't your gran teach you to put a coat on?
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It's cold out here, you know. [He flicks the butt away from them, taking a step towards her and forging slow, steady eye contact.] Didn't your gran teach you to put a coat on?