The stolen diamond gets a close-up. Jonathan, Andrew, and Warren admire it in their secret lair of very dweeby evil. They're all ready to leave for "phase two" of their Ultra Secret Very Hush-Hush Master Plan when Spike bursts upon the scene. He corners Warren and tells him, "I need you to look at my chip." Jonathan worries that this is British slang, which is good for a tiny heh. What would that translate to? "I need you to look at my French fry"? Is Jonathan perhaps worried that Spike will get his very own fun-size human and won't come visit him anymore? Warren tries to give Spike the brush-off, but Spike's not having it. "You can play holodeck another time." Heh. Spike watches too much TV. On UPN. He looks around the room and then grabs a tiny action figure off a pedestal labeled "Boba Fett." Holding up "Mr. Fett," he explains that if Warren doesn't examine his chip, the action figure will suffer some ultra-violence. Jonathan and Andrew are very worried, and Spike makes little faces at them as he holds out the toy. Warren tries to play tough a few seconds longer, but his feelings for Mr. Fett finally get the better of him. Warren leads the trio into a huddle while Spike futzes with toys and things in the background. I guess his vamp super-hearing must be in the shop. Or, more likely, he just doesn't give a rat's ass about what the geekwads are saying. Warren posits that they should do this thing for Spike, because then he'll be beholden to him. He's putting an awful lot of faith in a vampire's code of honor. But then, despite all their high-tech wizardry, these boys are none too bright about the little things. After a short debate, the trio are agreed. Warren goes to give the news to Spike, saying, "We'll scratch your back, you scratch…" "I'm not scratching your anything," interrupts Spike. "You do what I tell you. That's the deal." Warren nervously agrees to these new terms, and Spike tosses the beleaguered Mr. Fett to Andrew. Andrew pets him happily.