Spike made a 'pft' noise at the kid. Didn't he know yet that listening to girls just got you in trouble?
Just look at Spike.
Are you one of those things?
Spike wasn't about to invite someone into that, not in this town. Not with hunters and slayers running around. Not with his past reputation... and current one, for that matter, though William the Bloody was a lot fucking scarier to humans than ensouled Spike could ever be.
He did have that feeling in his guts, though, that told him that this kid wasn't a hunter, or a good guy. That left Spike with a perfect answer, he thought. Just enough.