"Hey, Spike?"

"Yeah, luv?"

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Just did."

"Spiiiike..."

"Yeah, love - tell you anything."

"Do you remember, a long time ago..."

"In a land far, far away?"

"It freaks me out when you reference Star Wars."

"I know - that's why I do it."

"I know. Anyway - long time ago, I walked backstage during a set break and you were..."

"Yeah?"

"You were...with...three girls."

"Oh, that."

"Yeah, that."

...

...

"Was there a question, pet?"

"Kinda. You... grabbed my hand when you... came."

"Yeah. Did you know I can almost hear you blush?"

"Stop it. You remember that?"

"God, yes."

"What were you... thinking?"

"Xan, I was getting off - wasn't a lot of thinking going on."

"Oh."

...

...

"I...was - shit, Xander. I was feeling so much, you know? Heat and wetness everywhere, and I was pretty drunk. It felt...good. Better than good. And then the door opened, and you were there, and you walked closer."

"Couldn't help it."

"Yeah. And your eyes, love - hotter than all those girls put together. Couldn't help myself, couldn't let you get away."

"I didn't want to get away."

"Know that now, don't I?"

"So?"

"There may have been five people in that room, Xander, but all I saw was you."