Spike watches him in amusement. "And so...the whiskey IS taking a nice little toll, is it?" He leans onto the bar, a little closer to Jack.
"Oh, we're not so bad, a little chilly to the touch maybe, but that doesn't mean we don't burn on the inside, same as you..."
oh dear, Jack may not be the only one starting to have the results of that bottle. Did I mention Spike had already been through a few drinks before that bottle? Oops...