[ Spike's gaze flickers down to her finger circling the glass and back to her face as he waits for her to think it through. He doesn't immediately react to her suggestion, letting it sit a minute while he considers it. ]
That's... more likely. [ He concedes. ] Still seems like a lot of expense. [ He taps his finger on the bar. ] What if... what if we're... food.
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That's... more likely. [ He concedes. ] Still seems like a lot of expense. [ He taps his finger on the bar. ] What if... what if we're... food.