"Bet it was one of those hotels where the lobby's all grand and posh, all marble and lovely brass fixtures, and the rooms would be cramped for a hunchbacked mouse, yeh? You've got some smashin' hotels in the states. Free brekker and all."

Spike's mostly focussed on scripting his own persona, so to speak- after all, once you put on a persona, you're stuck with it, and since they're going to be stuck together in close quarters, he wants to be sure it's something he can live with. Nothing too far off base. Nothing that will raise eyebrows with Skywalker or Mr Kenobi, or incite Jason Bloody Blood to stick his oar in.

He grins slightly at the question about rock music. "Well, I'm into punk a bit, yeh. S' more a hobby than a vocation, though. You?"