"You're lucky you didn't attract any other vampires," he grumbled, walking her down the street, "otherwise you'd be on the bad end of a gang of bloodsucking morons who probably could take you while you're all out of sorts like this." It didn't amuse him, seeing her this way. Maybe once upon time, back when he was without his soul and all chip happy. Now? Not so much.
Rounding a corner, he started leading her toward the club. It was closed up for the night, which was rather fortunate considering their situation. Spike had done well to keep it that way ever since the candy incident had started. And it had pretty much stayed shut up since his own little trip down the road to candy mountain. And people wondered why he stayed away from the average snacks.