By the Lake

As usual, they set off for a run around the lake before doing anything other than depositing the supplies under a likely tree. "You'd think," Spike says to Elaine in a perfectly conversational and easy tone that doesn't even hint at the fact he's running, "all that smoking would have killed me by now."

It's just idle chatter. He knows exactly why he can smoke as much as he wants without any adverse effect. "So it was good to meet your friend the other night."