Aw, shit. Another one of these endless, pointless Spike scenes. He's beheaded a few demons and looks a little worse for wear. Sucking in his stomach and his cheeks simultaneously (never let it be said that I don't appreciate James Marsters's consummate sucking abilities), Spike bravados that he's up for another test, and tosses in yet another one of his homophobic quips. All this outrage over Mutant Enemy's killing off a lesbian character, and yet I never hear a peep about Spike's repeated and incessant use of homosexual slurs to denigrate men he doesn't like. If I started calling Xander a big fudge-packer every time he did something I didn't like, I'd never hear the end of it. And yet Spike is still charming and swoony and no, no, not at all homophobic or misogynist.

Anyway, Spike snarls that he wants to give the Slayer "what's coming to her." Your penis, right, Spike? That's what you think she has coming to her, whether she likes it or not. Some dung beetles crawl up Spike's nose, because they know a big, steaming pile of shit when they see it. So all he has to do here is endure some pain? Not much of a challenge when you're immortal. What kind of lame-ass trials are these? Why don't these wish-granting demons ever have tests of say, intelligence, creativity, or ingenuity -- or Trivia Pursuit skills? Killing a bunch of things is hardly a challenge for Spike; he's used to it. Try getting him to patiently parallel park a large car in a small space on a crowded street. That might actually challenge him in some significant way.