Xander stared at Bobby for a moment, a little confused, but smiled and poked her forehead with his index finger. "Why are you so worried? He wants me back tomorrow night though. But he said it was fine if I hung around you a little." He looked back out the window, watching a couple of birds sitting on a branch in a tree. Why was Bobby so worried about him? He shrugged the thought away and just stood there. Till he heard footsteps coming towards the kitchen.