In the end, it was her nagging sense of responsibility that kept her there. She had herself fairly well convinced that Spike wasn't a public safety hazard - as if offering him a view of her neck of all things wasn't enough proof of that - but from all that he hadn't known, it was a pretty good clue that he hadn't nearly settled in. And she didn't really like letting people wander around worse off than they had to be.

But she told herself it was because she was distracted by a new collection of mesh and sheer shirts. Good thing she still had her bag with her. She was holding a dark blue pressed against her dress in front of the mirror to get a good guess at the size when Spike came out.