Spencer at the bar<br/><br/>Spencer walked on over to the bar where Riley and Nephi were, smiling as Danica came over. Giving Crash a small grin as he sat down at the bar, as well.  She hopped up onto a bar stool next to Nephi and smiled. "Well, my birthday weekend was fun...mostly. Had to sneak off from my dad and brothers, though, they act like I'm still sixteen or something." She laughed softly. "I got totally wasted and slept with an ex, who turned out to be married now. Broke his jaw for that and I'd love to be a fly on the wall when his wife finds my bra." Spencer used to know the woman he'd married and knew that she would know it wasn't her own bra because her breasts were significantly smaller. "Yeah, it was a tad bit evil, but she deserves to know what kind of guy he is." She shrugged slightly. "I am so glad to be home, though. How were things when I was gone?"<br/><br/>She grinned at Nephi. "It doesn't seem like it's been that long." Spencer truly liked the woman, didn't hurt that they shared being from the South. Spencer sometimes hated her own slightly slower and more drawn out southern drawl, but men and women alike seemed to love it.<br/><br/>