Lane snorted, but did just that-flipping on lights as he entered. Couldn't hurt taking a quick look around; a peek into the bathroom, a glance out the curtains, an eye toward anything out of sorts. Though at this point, he wasn't quite sure what that would be-just as long as no one was hiding in wait for Spike and happened to get him in the meantime. "Looks clear," he murmured, more to himself than to Spike.