It's exactly the kind of jewelry a Slayer should have. "Didn't work," comes a voice out of the darkness. Buffy spins around, momentarily frightened by Spike's shirtless torso as she again thinks back to the night Spike tried to violate her. "The costume," he explains, tossing away the balled-up blue shirt. What was the costume supposed to be anyway, Doug Henning? Buffy is freaked and tells him that she's not interested in any more "mind games." "No more mind games," he agrees, "No more mind." Hee. "Tell me what happened to you," Buffy demands, reaching out to trace the scars on his chest. He flinches away all crazy and confused, rambling about flesh, and tells her not to touch him. But then he fumbles at the button of his pants saying, "Get it hard. Service the girl." Buffy grabs at his hands to stop him, he grabs her by the neck and she throws him into a row of pews. "Right," muses Spike, "Girl doesn't want to be serviced. Because there's no spark. Ain't we in a soddin' engine?" Buffy is all, "Have you completely lost your mind?" Ace and Ash scream in unison, "Well, DUH!" A glimmer of the old Spike appears as he backs us up, "Well, yes. Where have you been all night?" Buffy tells him, "This is all you get. I'm listening. Tell me what happened." Spike chomps his way through some pews and a few backdrops as he tells her that he went looking for the "spark." You simply can't recap crazy. A recap isn't a random non-sequitur generator, you know. She didn't want him, hence the search for the spark. He retreats into the shadows and tells her that he dreamed of killing her. I wonder if he's seeing the visions of the other girls dying and Buffy is among their number, or if whatever he got along with the soul made him have these dreams. Buffy decides that this would be a good time to arm herself. Spike babbles on about being weak and spilling his salt over her ending, but I'm very distracted by the chomping noises coming from his direction. Good thing there's a lot of scenery in this scene. Wouldn't like to think of what might happen if they were to run out and he had to move onto chewing something else. "They put the spark in me. Now all it does is burn." Is that what that is? I always chalked it up to indigestion. I guess I need some Soulox. Spike mentions his soul in conjunction with Angel, and Buffy can't seem to handle what she's realizing. "Your soul," whispers Buffy in shock. Think about how much cooler this would be if we, the audience, the people who this show is ostensibly made for, didn't already know that Spike had his soul. Might have generated some suspense. I wonder whatever happened to my good pal Suspense anyway? Oh, well. At least the dreaded Martiphor is away on maternity leave. I guess you can't have everything. "It's what you wanted, right?" asks Spike, looking directly into Buffy's eyes. Um, I'd say that's a definite "no." He looks skyward. "It's what YOU wanted, right?" Oh great. The last thing this show needs is to drag God into things.