"You could die just about anywhere," Spike told her. "Just depends on the time and who you're crossing paths with." He had seen plenty of death in London. All over England and Europe. And he had definitely seen enough death in this country. It was everywhere. "Huh. So, what, your original body can't be used anymore 'cause she died in it?" Spike knew of body-swapping demons. Some were better known as parasites, really, but Spike saw no difference. They were all evil and likely to off you anyway.
He eyed the list and frowned. Dr. Funk. Now that was something that he didn't even want to question. Next...Uga Booga? If Spike hadn't known that people were usually half drunk when they came up with the names for these things, he'd probably start questioning the sanity of those around him. Sighing, he settled for the Uga Booga and slid the drink list back onto the bar before he faced Elisabeth. "This place is ridiculous, you know."