#c.spencer

Spencer would be lying if she said that she didn’t know Mason was working at the Ace of Clubs bar. That his being there was a big surprise. Since he’d recently been patched over and vetted by Travis, she’s had the biggest crush on him. Similar to a schoolgirl. She’s made an effort to try to be in the same room as him. To simply be there, in hopes that something could flourish. Today she didn’t have any need to be at the bar, other than saying she wanted a drink. She pulled the door open from the outside and couldn’t stop the small smile from appearing on her face as the tall handsome man was behind the bar, just as she expected he would be. “Hey Mason,” She spoke casually with a greeting smile. She made her way to the bar and as she put her things down, she sighed out of pure exhaustion. “I am so grateful it’s Friday.”

Seeing the smile fade on her long time friend's face definitely made her feel sad, as if her working with the spa made her a disappointment. Spencer shrugged her shoulder as he repeated her description, she let out a deep sigh as he pounced with questions. She looked around as he mentioned the underlying part of the business, it was a vague question, but she needed to be careful. "Tom." She warned, before grabbing his arm and pulling him down the hall behind the desk to her office which was definitely away from any client. As she closed the door, she turned back to him. "What are you doing? You can't just argue about 'back there' in front of clients." She argued, before sighing quickly. "And to answer your million questions. Yes, I know what goes on. I run the schedule. We were young and naive when we hated on this place. Tom we hated almost everything back then." Spencer shrugged her shoulders defensively, "Because I needed a job. I needed work, and running the most upscale and elite spa in New York is a pretty good reputation starter." She walked behind her desk, and placed her hands on the desk, then his next couple questions sparked serious annoyance within. "Okay stop." She said with her hand out in the same universal symbol. "You don't get to come in here and shit on what I had to do to make money and to be honest, what I worked really hard on." She scoffed. "You go to university and suddenly you think you're above me?"