He heard the footsteps doubling back before the voice and Spike turned to look at him. "Yeah, I'm havin' a whole heap of trouble, actually." he said, sniping at the man. Where the hell was he? He couldn't spot anything familiar around, least of all the man that had greeted him. He looked harmless, though.
"Maybe you could tell me where the bloody hell I am, yeah?" Spike tilted his head to look at him again. "Seem to have....gotten lost." Explaining the supernatural to humans who weren't already in the know was too risky and tiresome for him to even entertain the idea of trying at this point.