Spencer reached for his coffee when his hand touched someone else's. He quickly apologized but instead of looking up he admired the feminine hand, nails painted black. He went and sat down at a table and waited for his coffee. Then a girl approached and sat beside him. He looked across the table at her. Her whole ensemble was black as well as her hair, nails, and lips. She wore a spiked choker around her neck and her hair was in pig tails. "Hi, I'm Abby."
"Spencer," he said. "I can't help but notice you have an unusual style."
Abby smiled and held out her arms. "Thanks, you like?"
"It's interesting. I haven't decided whether or not I like it yet."
A gray haired man walked into the coffee shop and did a double-take at Abby. "Abby, what are you doing here?"
Abby looked up at smiled at the man before holding out the cup of coffee. "I got you coffee, Gibbs."
He looked confused but took the cup. "Thanks, but it seems you were a little distracted in getting it to me." He looked at Spencer curiously.
"Gibbs, this is Spencer. Spencer, this is the boss man." Abby chuckled. "I'll be there in fifteen minutes, Gibbs."
"Okay, but hurry it up." He had already gotten to the door by the time he finished his order.
Turning back to Spencer, Abby said, "When will he learn that you can't rush time?"
"Well, you can however have the illusion of rushing time by changing your clock or by traveling to a different time zone."
"You're cute." Abby complimented. "Tell me more about yourself, Spencer."
He began fiddling with his hands. "I don't really know what there is to tell."
An African American guy walked up to Abby. He hadn't been inside too long but couldn't help but overhear their conversation. "He's a genius, totally single, and, oh yeah, Doctor Reid works for the FBI." He smiled and handed Spencer his cup of coffee. "They'd been calling your order for a few minutes now, Reid."
"Thanks, Morgan."
"So, FBI genius, huh?" Spencer could tell that Abby was enjoying this. And Derek Morgan most certainly was. "Aren't you a little young to be a doctor?" Abby smiled curiously. "Oh, right, genius," she said. She checked the time. "Well, gotta go to work." She held out her hand for him to shake but instead of actually shaking it, she wrote something down. After she had left Spencer examined his hand and discovered she'd left him her phone number.