[ Spike points to the one, getting away, before calling to it in a strange language. ] Bloody coward. Scared of a human are we?

[ The demon turns, eyes glowing an unEarthly blue. Suddenly, Spike finds himself flat on the ground, slimy fish hands closing in on his throat ]

Are you bloody stupid, mate? Vampire's don't breathe. [ he kicks the thing off him, reaching for his sword, stabbing it shallowly in the arm when it tries grabbing at him again. He turns to Brian, an almost bored look on his face. ] That blood'll never come out, you know. Sticks to everything. These were my favorite jeans.