(Aimee Mann performs her song "This Is How It Goes" on stage at The Bronze.)

AIMEE MAN: (singing) This is how it goes. You'll get angry at yourself. And think you can think of something else, and I'll hear the clanging of the bells, 'cause I can't stop you, baby. 'Cause I don't have a bribery in place, no bright shiny surface to my face, so I won't go near the marketplace with what I'm selling lately 'cause this is how it goes...

(Spike interviews various people with no luck:)

SPIKE: She had blonde hair. A nice looking girl. I was here talking with her. The other night. I was looking for someone who might've seen her.

AIMEE MANN: (singing) This is how it goes. It's all about shame and whatever they want, don't tell 'em your name.

(...later...)

(Aimee Mann performs her song "Pavlov's Bells" on stage at The Bronze.)

AIMEE MANN: (singing) Oh Mario, sit here by the window...

YOUNG WOMAN: One of them take your wallet?

SPIKE: What's that?

YOUNG WOMAN: The way you're scanning that crowd... you look like you're out for blood.

SPIKE: I'm just looking for a certain bird I met here the other night.

YOUNG WOMAN: Hmm, was it me?

SPIKE: Sorry, luv. Don't think so.

YOUNG WOMAN: Not even if I ask nice? Or are you the type that has to be convinced?

SPIKE: Friendly warning, pet. I'm the type best left alone.

YOUNG WOMAN: Huh. I get it. You'd rather I slip into something more comfortable. (switches to vamp-face) Should we pick off the crowd one-by-one, or block the exits and ravish the place?

SPIKE: Get away from me.

VAMP: What's with the wallflower act? You didn't seem so shy when you were biting me. I'm not asking if you wanna be soul mates, just figured you'd wanna have some fun. (re a dancing couple) I take him, you take her...or the other way around. Whatever.

SPIKE: No, you're lying!

YOUNG WOMAN: Is that all I was to you... a one-bite stand?

(they fight)

AIMEE MANN: (singing) Because nobody knows that's how I nearly fell trading clothes and ringing Pavlov's bell history shows but rarely shows it well. Well, well, well. Because nobody knows that's how I nearly fell trading clothes and ringing Pavlov's bell--

(Spike pushes the vamp off the catwalk, she dusts on the dance floor, causing a momentary pause in the music)

written by: David Fury and Jane Espenson; Transcribed by: CariCranberry. Edited by me.. Full transcript at:
http://www.buffyworld.com/buffy/season7/transcripts/130_tran.php