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"I don't get it," Jet moaned. "How come I'm always the one who catches Lupin's colds? You and Faye are his freaking parents!"

Spike glanced over at Jet's ailing form sprawled on the couch. "Well, stop accepting the treats he offers you. That piece of cheese he shared with you yesterday? That wasn't cheese, that was the flu."

Jet grunted. "But I... you both take his offerings. He screams if you don't!"

Smirking, Spike shrugged. "Sleight of hand, old man. It's a skill you oughta learn."

Groaning, Jet curled into a fetal position. "And Faye? She doesn't do your little magic tricks."

At that, Spike laughed out right. "You're kidding, right? After all the times she's fleeced you, you haven't learned to watch her hands? She's no magician, but she's a goddamn cheat for sure."

Jet scowled at his partner. "I watch people's eyes. That's where their character is revealed. That's how you can tell if someone is bluffing..." He trailed off as if remembering the last time he'd been playing cards against - and losing to - Faye. "I... she... wait a minute..."

"Those cop-issue lie detector eyes are more of a liability than a boon, I think." Spike teased. "Anyway, he's just a baby. If you can't figure out how to pretend you've eaten something he's given you... well, plan on spending a lotta days as you are right now."

Jet whimpered.