"If they make you sing like that, they are special." Nicolas wished he had words that wouldn't just make him sound creepy and as if he was coming on to Spike, but there probably weren't any. He just wanted to hear him sing like that again. That kind of emotion and just watch him and somehow know where the song would take them next. It was incredible, not something that could happen with just anyone. He hadn't known it could happen right now. "Dru has good taste." There, that was neutral enough.

He glanced in her direction, seeing her stand with Angel and a blonde girl that was trying to not appear jealous and Xander, who was sad he didn't get the blonde girl's attention. This was like some kind of love hexagon. At the very least.