"Watcher." She taps her nose, nodding knowingly. So maybe she went a little crazy on the gangster movies a couple weeks ago. There is nothing wrong with appreciating the cinema of times gone by, no matter what the baby slayers have to say about people who like old things more than new things.

"Giles, you called it an opod. I think that's worth at least a tiny bit of teasing." Their dynamic would crumble and fall to ruin without healthy amounts of mocking. And Dawn is aware sometimes Giles plays it up-- either to make the teasing easier or just to keep things rolling smoothly-- but since her need for sparkly pens is tripled when she's in his vicinity, they're both guilty of the same crime. "I appreciate a good boy band, but sometimes you just need something a little less... boy band-y."

The music influence is mostly Spike's, but that's one of those topics she just doesn't bring up. With Giles or Xander. Because death threats by sleep immolation aside, Spike is still in the circle of People Dawn Loves, and her two other male family-type people are... well. Less than fond of him? So discretion is the better part of valor, blah blah blah.

...Oh, dear. She should start digging her hole soon, then. Or maybe just using the hatches to create hundreds of cameras to take advantage of the situation.