That caught him off guard. He stared at her quizzically as he put that all together. But not enough to keep him from objecting.

"So that's it then, is it? Poor Spike's gone and lost his memories. Shame he won't remember us breaking up. Well here's the newsflash for you, pet. I don't remember a bloody thing. I haven't quite worked out what these three years you've got in your head mean, but it's not enough. Not for me to just say 'oh well' and shrug my shoulders. The whole thing is bollocks. You want to call something perfect conditions? Try saying it in a place where I don't have a bleeding bar code stamped on my neck like I've become a piece of produce."