His name was Spike. He was an asshole. Like grade-A. Killed two Slayers in the past. But... he got his soul back. There's one other vampire who's done that too. [And no offense Spike, but she happens to like Angel better. Which probably wouldn't surprise the bleach blonde vampire at all. It was pretty obvious.]

[Faith's jaw drops at the accusation and she leans over and smacks him on the shoulder. Hard enough to sting, but not at full strength. She didn't want to break him.] Excuse you! I didn't say that. I'll go wherever you want me. Whenever, where ever! I'm just not the planner, is all.