SPIKE: Well. What do I spy with my little eye? A demon. That would be . .
. oh, right . . . the things I can kill.
GILES: Spike. Wonderful. A perfect end to a perfect day.
SPIKE: Giles?
GILES: Go on, then. Let's get on with the fighting-- You understand me?
SPIKE: Of course I understand you.
GILES: I'm speaking English?
SPIKE: No, you're speaking Fyarl. I happen to speak Fyarl. And . . . by the way, why the hell are you suddenly a Fyarl demon? You just come over all demony this morning?
GILES: As a matter of fact, I did. Thanks to Ethan Rayne. You have to help me find him. He must undo this and then he needs a . . . good being killed.
SPIKE: And I'm just supposed to help you out of the evilness of my heart?
GILES: Y-you help me and I-I don't kill you.
SPIKE: Oh, tremendously convincing. Try it again without the stutter.
GILES: Money. I could pay you money.
SPIKE: Oh, I like money. How much?
Do what you know and perception is converted into character. - Ralph Waldo Emerson
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