Spike chuckled at that.  "So sorry, m'lady, should have offered you one ages ago."  He taps one out, hands it to her, and lights it with a practiced ease and coolness.  "As to what you do...well, we could go back to the original plan and get very very drunk and sleep it off.  Or if you'd prefer, I'll get another room or move on completely."  He chuckled bitterly.  "Just didn't want to spend tonight alone.  Spent too many bloody nights alone lately."