What the fuck? Two! There were two of them! Eyes narrowing, Spike looked over at the first one, then moved his attention back to the Captain. Obviously he had chosen to attack the wrong fellow here. The Captain, as he recalled, was the one that had spent his time annoying him through the internet. Spike didn't know who this other bloke was. Still, he looked back toward Brainiac, he didn't like the fact that he was wearing his face. Spike exchanged glances between the two before he turned toward the shadows and gestured for his lackeys to step on out.
"Looks like we've got a problem or two here," Spike informed them, bottle still held out in front of him as he spoke. "The one to kill either of the two gets first dibs on dinner."