When the door opens and isn't immediately slammed again in his face, Spike can't tell if he's encouraged or disappointed that he hadn't stirred her into a frenzy with one simple gesture. There's a possibility she's still waiting for an opportune moment, and if nothing else, that's enough of a reason to use his time wisely.

But as adept as he is at coming up with feasible lies on the spot, the charming line about seeing if she'd be leaving with the rest of the hunting party never comes out. She's heard too many to believe they were anything but the game he was playing from the beginning. On any given day that could have several possible outcomes, and he had a tendency for pushing her to the extreme in any direction without any great difficulty on his part. It could be that this entire venture started when he found their positions reversed in their last encounter, and that left him with something to prove.

He likes to think that this could be that transparent.

As soon as the light hits her eye, he finds himself moving forward, and he leans down to catch her mouth in his before she has another chance to speak.