Considering what had happened, it wouldn't be a surprise that he was not quite himself. "Thanks," Spike warmed up his coffee and he sat down a the table and tucked into the eggs. "This is really good." The thought of drinking blood right now, made his stomach reel.
The surrealism of the situation wasn't lost on him. "Well, at least if this stays for a while. I'll be able to help you during the day with Ms. Stevens' house."