Spencer, arriving at the bar                                              Spencer had just gotten back from celebrating her 21st birthday in Savannah. It had been a good two days that had ended badly. She'd hooked up with an ex, whom she'd learned was married after they'd slept together. It had left him with a broken jaw and her with a bruised hand so it felt fair to her. She was glad to be back home in Miami and going back to work. Spencer donned a pair of tight faded jeans and an equally tight white tank top. An almost massive amount of cleavage was on display and her hair flowed down her back in a mix of loose waves and soft curls. Parking her Challenger in the lot, she grinned as she headed inside. Spencer spotted Ingrid and Crash after greeting some patrons, and quite a few smacks on her ass, before heading over. "Hey you two, I'm back. How's it going?"