What happens next?

"Buffy" talks some more to Spike

Buffy's performance was so popular with the audience that the club manager hired her as soon as she got off the stage. She just smiled as she filled out the necessary paperwork, signing it with a false name, and then smiled again when she went into the dressing room to change into her regular clothes.

When she left the dressing room, she passed by Spike.

"I wanna talk to you, luv," said Spike.

"You still want that lap dance, I see," said Buffy. "Maybe tomorrow night. Right now I'm tired."

Spike grabbed her arm. "I wanna talk to you now."

"Okay," said Buffy. "But if you grab me like that again, I'm gonna call a bouncer."

"Buffy, I am a vampire," said Spike. "I stopped being scared of mere humans a long time ago."

"Oooo, tough guy," said Buffy derisively. "And you really should stop calling me Buffy if you expect me to listen to you."

"Okay," said Spike. "Have it your way, 'Anne'. We need to talk."

"Okay," said Buffy. "Let's go talk in that corner over there. The one furtherest from the stage."

Spike followed her to the corner in question and sat down at the small table located there.

"Be right back," said Buffy and then she scurried off to the DJ booth where she handed the DJ a wad of bills and then whispered in his ear. As she walked back to Spike, the first notes of an old Sid Vicious song started playing.

"You remembered," said Spike as Buffy started to move in time with the music. "But as nice as this is, this is not what I meant by 'talk'."

"Sure it isn't," said Buffy as she started to unbutton her blouse. "That's what they all say."