"Who?" Spike frowned a bit, then nodded slowly. "Oh, right. Xander's new friend. Got the white stripe in the hair and all?" He shrugged. "Sure. But she's the final addition to my Babysitter's Club, yeah? I'm not taking anymore kidlets under my wing unless I'm getting paid for it." Spike ran his fingers through his bleached hair and grinned. "Xander's your class A moron, that's for sure."
Spike decided that this Logan fellow was all right. If he had a problem with Angel and was willing to watch his back, then there was a general rule that simply stated that he had to at least be a little fond of the guy. "Same goes for you. I'll take any reason to punch his skull in."
He moved his way through the crowd, sticking with Logan as he went. Seemed like an interesting place full of all sorts of people. None of them looked like they'd be much of a challenge in the ring though. "Fair enough," Spike agreed. He took note of a large man as they ventured even furhter into the building. All muscle, no mind. Spike nodded off toward him. "How much do you want to bet that he'll challenge me if I get his attention in the right way?" A lot of people seemed intimidated of the man. Those near him were either praising him or trying to get away. "Bet he's one of the returning champions. We should fix that."