"Sure. Gotta earn your approval, don't I?" Nicolas sounded more amused than smug, because he couldn't really help it. The drummer was mouthing something that looked a lot like 'Dude's CRAZY!', aided by hand gestures and pointing at Spike and Nicolas finally just snorted, turning to quickly close his eyes and tune his violin.

Drusilla danced up to him, plucking on his violin. Nicolas didn't flinch, he just moved the hand that held the bow so he could wrap an arm around her instead, smiling at her from inches away. No, he wasn't trying to make Spike jealous or anything of the like. Drusilla clearly just got to do whatever she liked, even if it was leaning against him as he played.