[ Spike steps out, making himself known without revealing Brian right away. Though he knows full well human is an unmistakable smell. Especially down here. ]

Well, well, what've we got here?

[ the demon lot seems to tighten up a bit, wide eyes going wider in surprise, maybe fear.

"...Spike..." is the only word that can be made out between them. ]

That's right, former king of Beverly Hills. All bloody hail.

[ one snickers, but Spike glares and the smirk drops from his fishface ]

Didn't think you'd mind, but I brought a friend. [ motions for Brian to come out of hiding, rushing at the previously snickering demon, not checking Brian's reaction. No hesitance, the sword goes in, bluegreen blood slicking his boots and the street below. Spike straightens up and turns to the others. Some are already trying to beat feet, but he doesn't really intend to let them get away. ]