Spike could tell that she was amused by his situation. "Well I'm glad that your amused by all this. You want it you can have it. Then you can feel how it is to sit by and watch the love of your life die in front of you and not be able to do anything about it. Then just want the pain to go away, so you drink and drink and drink. Hurting all your friends and family then having no one for the rest of your life." Spike said annoyance in his voice. Spike then pulled the last bit of money out of his pocket and ordered the bartender to get him the strongest drink they had. Once it was brought over he ignored the shot glass and grabbed the bottle. He tore the top off and put it to his lips. He sat for a second, thinking about what he had just said, then drank from the bottle while a tear fell from his eye. In a matter of a minute half the bottle was gone. He then put the bottle down with a slam and laid his head down on the table not letting go of the bottle. "If your going to just sit there and continue to laugh at me, then you can leave." Spike said not lifting his head from the table.