[ Frustrated, Spike pounds his fist on the bar, making the various bottles and glasses around rattle. Which earns him a dirty look from the bartender. Who then moves to retrieve the bottle. Spike points at him. ]
Leave it.
[ Then, to Faye. ]
We just don't know enough. And until we can find out more information, we're just waiting for the trap to spring.
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[ Frustrated, Spike pounds his fist on the bar, making the various bottles and glasses around rattle. Which earns him a dirty look from the bartender. Who then moves to retrieve the bottle. Spike points at him. ]
Leave it.
[ Then, to Faye. ]
We just don't know enough. And until we can find out more information, we're just waiting for the trap to spring.