This was strange. Being close to Buffy was strange. Going out with Buffy, to a place that wasn't entirely focused on the world ending, was strange. The only time that they had ever been close prior to this was back before the Hellmouth went down. Those last few days. That was it. But he really wasn't complaining now. The world had been ending before, right? Now it was time to go with the flow and do whatever felt right. Which was what Spike had done his entire life. So this was nothing new to him. Except for the entire thing with Buffy. But again: there would be no complaints from him. At all.
"How about we have a round or two and then hit the streets again?" Spike suggested. "Or, better yet, just watch out for some vamps in there. Seems like a right place to make with the mating and maiming." He eyed the entrance, shrugged, then walked with Buffy on toward the inside.