"I am rather adept at them. They can be quite entertaining. Maybe you could persuade me into showing you one sometimes." She grinned and took a long drag of her cigarette. "So, what is there to do around here for fun?" She leaned against her Challenger and smiled. "Nice truck, by the way. What year is it? And I do believe you fit that bill all too well." 'Express' from Burlesque came from her phone signalling a text and she read it. It was from Rachael. "Hey, it's cool. I heard that announcement thing, did you get in trouble? I'm sorry, I can tell them that I wasn't feeling well and you had to help me. Do you want me to?" Spencer looked to Marcus and smiled slightly. "sorry about that. I think I just got someone in troible. You going to any of your classes today?"