Spencer at the bar                                                         Spencer smiled as she felt Ghost's arm slip around her. "Hey there, handsome. Sure am and a glass of Southern Comfort would be just fine." She could drink almost anything, but usually preferred whiskey. "Did you miss me?" Her eyelashes batted automatically and her ever present southern accent was unmistakable. The 21 year old was good at what she did and enjoyed it immensely. The teasing and playful nature of Spencer was what helped her to adapt to whatever the unattached members wanted her to be.