"Everything." Jack's voice stayed soft. Gentle. He knew that this news could be both an emotional blow and a boon for Buffy. It helped if he didn't think too hard about the Spike-voice and Spike-looks while discussing it with her. His mind wasn't straying at ALL toward what the vampire might be doing to Buffy's body. He wouldn't allow it.

Jack moved toward the fridge.

"He remembers everything. And he loves you. And perhaps...perhaps you should write to him." Instead of showing up and getting phasered in the face for looking like Spike.

Bottles and food containers rattled as he began searching for something.