Spencer sauntered down over the stairs and into the foyer where Glen and clay were waiting to leave for Grey. They had decided to check out the club that Spencer had spent half the afternoon raving about and the other half begging for a ride to that evening.

"Finally ready are we little sis?" Glen had his shoes on and car keys in hand as Spencer entered.

"You’re looking good this evening Spence. Hot date?" Clay smiled at her not really expecting a response.

"No, nothing like that. It’s just, this is LA. can’t go running off to the club with holes in my clothes." Spencer brushed it off almost with too much effort. She herself was afraid of the reason for her dressing up.

When they arrived at Grey Aiden was waiting outside for Spencer, and who should be with him, but Ashley Davies. Spencer swallowed hard as she approached the two of them.

"Hi guys. Good to see you again." Spencer blushed and clasped her hands, then shoved them in her pockets, unsure of what to do with herself.

"Hey spence, you remember Ashley from last night?"

"Yeah, hey."

"Well c’mon. Lets get inside. I need a drink." Ashley grabbed Aiden by the arm and Spencer followed through the doors of Grey.

"Why don’t you grab our booth while me and Ash get us some drinks?" Aiden pointed to the far booth the group had been seated at the night before and Spencer made her way across the bar.

"Deciding to date the new girl again, are we Aiden?"

"I wish, have you seen her? But she made it clear this is not a date. Why do you care so much all of a sudden? You wouldn’t be jealous of her would you." Aiden playfully slapped Ashley in the arm as she turned from him.

Ashley mumbled "No but maybe jealous of you."

"What was that?"

"Nothing, nothing, just wishing the bar tender would hurry it up."

Aiden retorted in a semi-sweet tone, "I think she might be jealous. I had know idea you still had those type of feelings for me." He laughed as he took his drinks and headed across the bar towards Spencer.

He sat next to her in the booth and casually slung his arm around her shoulders laying a drink in front of her. A look of disgust crossed Ashley’s lips as she squeezed on the other side of Spencer.