“What do you say, whelp?” Spike cried with a gleam in his eye. “Why don’t you get up and get dressed and we’ll go out and kick some ass, drink ourselves stupid, and fuck until we’re raw!”

“I say: hell, yes!” Xander shouted, throwing back his blanket and hopping out of bed. His entire body froze at the sudden motion and the room began to spin. “Uh, Spike?”

Spike said fuck until they're raw, but not who, LMAO.

It's really sweet how Spike's trying to make Xander feel better;)