Spike grins.  "You're half-right.  Though...even when I didn't have the 'toaster in my head', as you put it, I didn't get my jollies with the whole long-term stuff.  I liked the violence and the killing, the rush and the crunch.  Killing demons is just about as good...in some ways better, 'cause demons put up a better fight.  Unlike, say, my Sire in his pre-soul days, who got off on psychologically and physically torturing people.  He used to call me soft-hearted.  And I admit, I *like* people, for the most part.  Used to drive Angelus stark raving nuts, with my insistence on human food and human diversions.  And human emotions, like love."<br/><br/>He stops at that, and clears his throat.  "Yeah, right, so the job."  He grins mischievously.  "Star attraction at a demon strip club."<br/><br/><br/>