He nods, wrapping his own towel around his waist before making his way inside. "You don't have to be embarrassed, alright. We all get used to seeing each other's bits with these bloody jumps." A beat as he turns on the spray. "See here, blue means cold, red means hot. You've only got about ten minutes of hot stuff, tops, on this bloody deathtrap so use your time wisely."

Then a grin. "Oh, and I'm Spike." The King of awkward meetings, that's this guy.