The nephilim gives the briefest of knocks before he just shoves his head through the door. Cottonball is with him, setting up an annoying couple of squeaks before he taps her gently on the head with a finger.

"Hush, you, this is a quiet car! Besides, you just got fed, this is for Nita." Not that it's a lot--just a bowl full of whipped cream and strawberries. Indulgent, but Xander's not the wasteful sort, and the former goes well with the latter. Honestly, he expects an argument about how she doesn't deserve it when he offers it, but she's going to get all the stubbornness of his Earth nature. Xander will vault that hurdle when he gets to it, though.

"You feeling up to company?" Not that he'd be surprised if he got a 'no.' Especially if he got a no...