Spike, unfortunately, would never show the same restraint. As soon as the dust settled, he was game-faced and striding forward. While he didn't throw the first punch -- that one, he swiftly ducked, jagged teeth on full, grinning display-- he certainly threw the second, and the third, and added a swift knee to the teeth, for good measure.

"You're right, mate. This would be the perfect place to wind down, have a beer."