Spencer was walking back from the casino a few hundred dollars richer when his cellphone went off. He was still surprised that it worked after how long it had spent in the water. Assuming that it was probably Morgan checking up on him again he didn't bother to look at the caller id before picking it up.
"Hello." He answered.
"Uh, hi" The voice on the other end was not Morgan's.
"Who is this?" Spencer asked.
"OH, right sorry, um it's Lisa." Spencer stopped in his tracks.
"Lisa, hi" Remembering that she was on duty he wondered if the call had anything to do with his mother. "Is there something wrong with my mom?" he asked.
"What? Oh no, no she's fine."
"Oh good. Then, why the call?" He had begun walking again.
Lisa's end was silent for a while before answering "I actually don't know"
"You don't know?" he asked.
"Yeah, I was sitting alone on duty and I got bored and I thought I'd call you, and that's as far as I got."
"Oh, okay." Spencer said, not knowing what else to say.
"Yeah." They sat on the phone in silence for a minute. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have called. You're probably trying to go to sleep or something"
"No, no I'm wide awake. I just don't exactly know what to say."
"Me either, it's just so quiet here, it's kind of unnerving."
"I've always found silence to be comforting." Spencer found himself admitting.
"Not me I always have music playing, or the t.v. on, just for background noise. Unfortunately I left my ipod at home like an idiot."
"Did you know that Leon Scott first recorded sound on a piece of paper using nothing but candle wax back in 1857." Spencer said, not being able to find anything else to say.
"Wait seriously?" Lisa asked sounding impressed.
"Yeah, he called it a photosutograph."
"That's so cool."
Spencer smiled, although Lisa couldn't see it. Suddenly he remembered something that had been bugging him for a while. "Hey, how did you know that word the other night?" he asked.
"What word?"
"Jussulent, even I didn't know that word." Spencer admitted.
"Oh that word. I like words, especially really obscure ones."
"Really?" Spencer asked, opening the door to his hotel room and sitting down in a chair.
"Yeah, my favorite is Squiriferous." Lisa said.
"What does that mean?" Spencer asked, shocked to find another word he didn't know.
"It means having the characteristic or qualities of a squire."
"Is that why you like it?" Spencer asked.
"No I just like the way it sounds, Squiriferous, come on say it, you know you want to." Spencer could hear the laughter in Lisa's voice.
He smiled and said it, "Squiriferous," he laughed, it really did feel funny to say that word. That was all it took to open up the flood gates. Lisa and Spencer started talking and didn't stop, until the sun came up, and only then because Lisa had to leave the hospital as her shift had ended. Just before they hung up they made plans to meet up that night for dinner, and this time it was Spencer who had asked.