They pull up in front of a non-descript white-stuccoed building.  A small sign- 'Shakespeare's'.  Spike got off the bike and took her hand to help her off.<br/><br/>They go inside.  The bar is lousy with cigarette smoke, in blatant violation of the law.  It's dim, the walls and tables dark polished wood.  There's a small stage in the corner, with a blues band.  A woman is singing 'Autumn Leaves' with a husky voice.