SPIKE: The sun sets and she appears. Come to serenade me?

BUFFY: So you know what's going on.

SPIKE: Well, I've seen some damn funny things in the last two days. A 600 pound Chirago demon making like Yma Sumac, *that* one will stay with you. I remain immune, happy to say. (holds up a bottle of whiskey) Drink?

BUFFY: A world of no. So any idea what's causing this?

SPIKE: (disappointed) Oh. So that's all. You've just come to pump me for information.

BUFFY: What else would I wanna pump you for? (cringes) I really just said that, didn't I?

SPIKE: Yeah, well ... don't wanna bore you with the small talk. (opens his door, inviting her to leave) Don't know a thing.

BUFFY: What's up? You're all bad-mood-y.

SPIKE: Nothing. Glad you could stop by. (Buffy remains seated) It's nothing.

BUFFY: What?

• Buffy & Spike

written by: Joss Whedon; transcribed by Joan the English Chick (pisces@englishchick.com). Action descriptions shortened by me.. Full transcript at:
http://www.studiesinwords.de/107oncemorewithfeeling.html