"Spike, cupcake, you're slipping!   Either that or your young lady here has more willpower than most."  Lorne chuckled and sipped some more coffee.  "The rest of the world...well we're good here.  But there's been some sort of mystical infestation at Dante's.  A hellish stink beyond even *demon* tolerance.  Everyone had to clear out in a hurry.  We're *packed* here tonight."