Spike: Thinks up some chip in my head. Make me soft, fall in love with her, then turn me into her soddin' sex slave.
Xander: What??
Spike: Nothing. Alternative realities. Where we're all little figments of Buffy's funny-farm delusion.
Spike: Thinks up some chip in my head. Make me soft, fall in love with her, then turn me into her soddin' sex slave.
Xander: What??
Spike: Nothing. Alternative realities. Where we're all little figments of Buffy's funny-farm delusion.