It was kind of hilarious in a morbid way. They'd order those fried onion blossum things. He'd dip it in his blood and she'd dip it in ranch while they watched Passions (He loved my Tivo) and she made him watch teenage chick flicks like Mean Girls Spike, even with a soul, has his faults. Being awesome to Dawn was never one of them. Besides, before she figured out Spike and I were 'dating', she had a HUGE crush on him. She kind of hated me after that for a while.

She actually had a Hell Goddess trying to find her, cut her open and use her as a key at that point. Leaving her alone, unprotected wasn't an option. I knew Spike couldn't go toe to toe with Glory but he could get Dawn away and he'd die for her. That was exactly what my requirements for a baby sitter at the time were.

Straight from the carton. The only time I get pissed is if it gets put back with just a swallow or two left. If you're going to do that, just suck it up and kill the carton so I don't get disappointed when I want juice or milk. Mom used to get so mad at me for it. Danny doesn't care. He does it too.