The bar was a good guess. Taking the view of the place into consideration, it was the best spot for Spike to stand down and watch everything play out - both in the cages and out on the floor. He could catch the beginnings of a fight or even spot someone cheating out on a game of cards. Spike didn't quite catch everything that went on inside of his club, but he did indeed take note of a lot of the things that went down. Not many got away without having to deal with him either.
Sliding back the shot of vodka, Spike slammed the glass down onto the bar and waved the bartender over for a refill. He was feeling quite energetic tonight. Pleased, even. It was likely that no one there ever saw him in as good of a mood as he was in now. Even his sarcasm seemed friendly and no one could quite figure why.
No one except for Spike, of course. After all, how often did one find one problem slipping out of their grasp, only to eliminate several while leaving more opportunity for good things to happen? He raised his refilled glass up, giving an invisible figure a salute, before downing more of the burning liquid down once more. "Cheers, Harmony. You won't be missed."
His tiny farewell to the already missing vampire was immediately forgotten when he caught sight of one of the reasons why he was feeling so upbeat tonight. Buffy. Looking more than confident, Spike hopped up from his stool and wandered over to greet her. "It's about time you showed, I was getting bored."