"I dunno, looks like a tiny man scrambling around the subway. But feel free to prove me wrong." Spike bends down, balancing on the balls of his feet to get a closer look at the guy. Now that he sees him close up..."Weren't you in that dream? Doctor something?" He's a bit fuzzy on the details, but he definitely remembers the face.

Someone coming down the stairs bumps roughly into Spike, and Spike drops a hand down to the ground. He takes a fraction of a second to lament touching the ground in a New York subway station before he pushes himself back up to get a look at the guy. At the same time, a book manifests in the air and drops onto his shoulder. He yelps in surprise and snatches it before it hits the ground. "We're both getting trampled if we stay here." He offers the book as a platform to step onto. It's Gulliver's Travels. Of course it's Gulliver's Travels. "Come on."