Yeah, y'kinda made all of that pretty clear t'me. An' that's why I put my foot down.
[He sighs. Might as well reiterate what he was after.]
Look. It's fine if ya don't want t'be friends but I meant what I said Spike, I won't let you treat me like shit over some blasted ego trip or a reputation. I'm no one's bitch. Y'understand?
All I'm askin' is for respect when you're here, in my bar. Outside that I kin handle it. [A compromise? Or something.] But don't expect me to stick around an' be your punchin' bag.
[In other words. He never pushed him away or banned him, but Spike can't expect him to take it and roll over either.]