Spencer strolled around the apartment making sure everything was in place. The floor was clean. The couch in place with all its cushions. The coffee table held a bucket of ice with a bottle of champagne in it. Next to it were two flutes. The lights dimmed with soft romantic music playing. Everything was perfect. He wore a crimson silk robe, similar to that of Hugh Hefner and a new pair of socks from Socko.

Knock, knock.

She was here. He ran to the dining table and lit the candles then back over to the door. He stopped huffed into his hand to check his breath, the opened the door.

"Why hello," he said with a wry smile.

"Hello to you," she answered.

"Come on in." he moved away from the entrance, and held out his arm directing her inside. "Can I take your coat?"

"Uh, I don't have on one."

"Right." He closed the door and directed her to the couch. She took a seat and he sat next to her. "Champagne?"

"Sure." He proceeded to pop the bottle then pour the bubbly into the flutes. "Are you sure your sister and her little friends will not disturb us?"

He handed her one of the glasses, "I'm sure. The movie doesn't start till the next fifteen minutes so we have about two and a half hours for ourselves."

They clinked glasses and took a sip. "So you want something to eat?" he gestured to the dining room where he had set up.

She took his glass and put it on the table along with hers. She turned to him and smirked, "I did not come here to eat food."

"Well wha-" He was cut off by her lips crashing unto his. He was taken aback slightly but responded to her, their tongues fighting for dominance.

He started tugging at her blouse, taking out of where it was tucked into her skirt. When it was finally free, he started with the buttons.

Meanwhile, her hands started exploring his bare chest that was below his robe. Trying to get more room, she tugged at the robe's belt. When it came loose she moaned in satisfaction that he only had a pair of boxers on below.

He had by this time freed her from her blouse leaving her with a lacy black bra. She straddled him, not breaking contact with his lips. He grabbed her butt and started massaging it, then he found the zipper for her skirt and pulled it down.

Spencer started nibbling on her neck and she started to groan, "Oh Spencer baby!" he started nibbling and sucking her neck harder.

Suddenly the door swung open.

"It's not my fault we got kicked out of the cinema. It's just-" Sam was cut off by the sight before her eyes. "EWWW!"

"SPENCER!" exclaimed a wide eyed Carly.

"MOM!" (Thud)

Freddie fainted.