Upstairs, Spike watched her go.  Let her get out of earshot.  He turned to Lorne.  "You mind, Lorne?  I'll clean up later...awright?"<br/><br/>Lorne just nodded, reaching over to squeeze his hand.  "Go on."<br/><br/>Spike headed back to the room.  Pulled off his jeans, headed into the shower.  His mind everywhere at once.