[ Spike would have preferred a straightforward mass murder plot. It would be easier to deal with than whatever shady plan is afoot. ]

I hate sitting in a trap.

[ He grumbles into his drink. Then downs it, and beckons the bartender over again. ]

Just leave the bottle.

[ He turns his attention back to Faye. ]

There's got to be some kind of catch. And if it's not money then it's something worse. Guess I'm just an optimist.