Only if you let it. Fate is an excuse, just like religions. Oh a higher power made me do it. Yeah, right. God gives a rat's ass about whether you brush your teeth or eat shrimp on a bloody Friday.

[So much scoffing. Spike and religion didn't exactly go hand in hand, but he had to believe there was something up there. Crosses still burned, after all.]

Boy, people have been plotting my death since before I actually died. You'll have to do better than that if you want to make me mess in my drawers.