I HAD WRITER'S BLOCK

Fast forward to Friday.

"SPENCER!" Garcia sung/screamed, rushing into the bullpen. Spencer sank in his seat as everyone turned and looked at him, non-team members and team members alike.

"Yes Garcia?" Spencer asked when she reached his desk.

"I've decided that we shall have a heart-to-heart! From one Penny to the other!"

"One Penny to the other?"

"Spencer, Spence, Pen, Penny. Penelope, Pen, Penny," Garcia explained. "You are my brotha from another motha! Together we make Penny Squared!"

"Oh dear…" Spencer mumbled. "Is this another 'Girls Night Out' deal?" Spencer asked, complete with hand quotations around "girls night out".

"Nope! Just me, you, sappy movies, popcorn, ice cream, and maybe some alcohol!" Garcia paused. "I'll see you at 7! Bring PJs, you're spending the night!" Spencer sighed.

"I guess I don't really have a choice…" Spencer said. "I'll see you at 7 then…" Garcia smiled, and pinched his cheek.

The end of the day rolled around without much more excitement. Spencer packed up his satchel and made the trek to the subway. There was no way he was going to get a ride home from Morgan. There was no need to put himself through more teasing. No matter how well intended it was.

At 7 o'clock on the dot, Garcia received at knock at her door. She opened the door to see Spencer wearing jeans and a loose t-shirt that read "Talk nerdy to me". She smiled and stepped back to allow him to enter.

After watching The Devil Wears Prada, Garcia brought out the ice cream tubs.

"So Pen, tell me what's on your mind," Garcia asked, handing him a spoon.

"How do girls wear heels? It doesn't look comfortable in the slightest."

"You get used to it. Come on, tell me…do you have a crush? A boyfriend?"

"No boyfriend. It's not really a crush either…"

"What do you mean?"

"I think…I think I love him."

"But you're not dating?"

"He doesn't know."

"Is it someone I know?"

"...yes…" Spencer said tentatively, wondering why he was telling her.

"It's Morgan," Garcia said without a hint of questioning.

*sigh* "Yes."

"Oh my darling white knight, I often fantasized about this."

"Don't get your hopes up. He's not gay. Even if he were, he wouldn't be into me."

"Anyone who isn't interested in all that you have to offer is off his rocker. I will come up with a plan. Just give me a few days."

The rest of the night was filled with more sappy movies, popcorn and cheap wine. Garcia didn't bring up Morgan at all. The next morning they had a lovely pancake breakfast after getting covered in flour when Garcia decided to be childish and throw some at him.

Garcia kicked Spencer out around noon, claiming that she needed room to bounce her thoughts around in.