"That's for me to know and for you to find out," Spike replied. "Or possibly not. I'm really not feeling up to filling you in on the details of my very long and miserable life." They'd be chatting all night if Spike wanted to get into it. Of course, he could have always summed it up for her, but then that would lead to questions that he didn't want to answer so he decided against that route as well.
Spike took her drink and sipped at it. Well, it was okay. For a nancy bar drink and all. "Could be better," he commented halfheartedly as he handed it back to her.