He picked her up on time. He brought flowers. He complimented her on her new dress. He held her hand. He opened the car door for her. He paid for the tickets. He stood in line and bought her butter soaked popcorn, chocolate covered raisins, and a diet coke, not commenting at all on the incongruity of that. He held the food as she took her seat.
He even got her a napkin.
He was being the perfect gentleman.
Dawn wasn't at all surprised when the first scene in the movie had a decapitation, blood spurting everywhere, and cliche sorority girls screaming.
Spike was, after all, Spike.
Trying not to giggle when he started critiquing the killings , she munched on her popcorn and wrapped her arm through his.
Just another date on the Hellmouth.
End