A week later, Sam, Freddie, and Carly were in the Shay apartment waiting on Spencer to go home from delivering a sculpture of a heart made out of Red Vines licorice to a couple for their anniversary. He was supposed to make dinner an hour ago. When he arrived, they heard him laughing and they heard a woman laughing with him. They saw Amaya standing next to holding a smoothie from Groovy Smoothie.

"Sorry, I'm late, guys. I ran into Amaya at Groovy Smoothie and we were talking. Did you guys eat, yet?" he said as he and Amaya walked in. She looked around the place amazed at the seemingly organized clutter of the Shay apartment.

"No…" Carly said before there was a knock at the door.

"That's good…" Spencer said as he went to answer the door and Carly looked confused hoping she had heard him right. "Because, I order Chinese food for you guys!" he said excitedly as he opened the door to reveal a delivery man and Sam ran from behind the counter and snatched the food from the man. Spencer paid the man and closed the door in his face. "I forgot to ask…" he said as he turned to Amaya. "Have you eaten?"

"Oh, I haven't, but I have leftovers from last night. Thank you, though." she said as she sat down on the couch with him as Sam, Carly, and Freddie dug into the Chinese food. "So, I know you said you were an artist, but I had no idea you had so much work. It's nice."

"Thanks…" Spencer said as he sipped from his smoothie. He wished his sister and her friends weren't there because he really wanted to kiss her. When he saw her in Groovy Smoothie, he was surprised to see her there. "Do you want to see what I'm working on?"

"Sure…" she said as she nodded and she followed Spencer to the kitchen. He pulled out a platter of grape jello that appeared to take the shape of a pyramid. "Is that grape jello?" she asked and Spencer nodded. "It's so purple. I love it. So, you went from law school to becoming an artist. How did that happen?"

"He got bored." Carly said nonchalantly and Spencer let out a nervous chuckle. He really wished he was alone with Amaya right now.

"I hear that." Amaya said with a nod. "Oh," she said as she turned to Sam, Carly, and Freddie. "I finally saw iCarly. It's a nice webshow. Very funny and creative."

"Thanks." Carly said with a smile and feeling proud of herself. "Oh, that reminds me…Sam and I were wondering if you'd participate in iCarly someday."

"Sure, I'd love to." Amaya said feeling flattered that they would ask her to be on the show. "Oh…I should go. I have an article to write for next week's paper. I'll see you guys later…" Amaya said as she left, and Sam went over to Spencer and smacked his forehead.

"Ow!" he said as he held his stinging forehead. "What was that for?" he asked as he glared at Sam wondering what was wrong with her.

"What are you doing? Go after her. Ask her out, already." Sam said wishing he would make the move already because there was to much trouble she wanted to cause, without the watchful of eye of Ted Franklin on her.

"I'll ask her out…I just need some time to do that. She's really busy right now and she's just trying to settle in to her new place."

"No excuses. Look, don't let Principal Franklin scare you. He's a teddy bear when you know how to handle him right. Just leave it all up to me." Sam said with a smirk on her face and Carly just rolled her eyes as she watched Spencer nod.

"Sam…" Carly said to her while giving her a look. She really wished she would tell Spencer the real reason she wanted him to date Amaya.

"I'm sorry for hitting you, Spencer…" Sam said in an insincere apology, but Spencer accepted it because he knew how much she hated apologizing.

"Apology accepted…" he said as he watched the three friends go upstairs to work on iCarly stuff. He sighed as he sat on the couch thinking about what he was going to say to Amaya. He really needed to date. He hated what he'd become. Some pathetically single guy. Hell, even Socko has a girlfriend…Socko? It was insane.

Meanwhile, in the studio, Carly and Sam were rehearsing for iCarly. Freddie was editing a clip of a man dressed as a chicken clucking in a resturant. When they were taking a break, Carly decided to talk to Sam.

"Sam, what are you planning?" Carly asked and Freddie asked.

"Don't ask. If we don't know, we won't be charged as accessories to this crime."

"Ha, ha, Fredweirdo." Sam said as she plopped down on the beanbag chair. "I don't know yet. I have a bunch of stuff in my head. Yeah, you should listen to the little weirdo. You don't want to get involved in this."

"Fine…just promise me you won't do anything illegal."

"I don't know…those seem to be some of the best kinds of pranks." she said with a smirk and Carly gave her a disapproving look. "Okay, okay…I won't do anything illegal." she said and Carly gave her a proud smile. "Where the hell is Gibby?"

"I don't know…he was supposed to be thirty minutes ago. Somebody text him." Carly said and Freddie pulled out his phone and sent a text to Gibby.

"Uh, guys…" Freddie said after ten minutes after he sent the text to Gibby. "He said he's coming. His mom made dinner and it took longer than usual."

"I wish he would hurry up and get here already…" Sam said as she sighed. "I'm still hungry…" she said and Carly sighed.

"Just go downstairs and get something from the fridge. Remember to leave some food for us…" she said and Sam grumbled as she went downstairs.

Spencer was still sitting on the couch when he heard someone run downstairs. He turned around and saw Sam going through the fridge…again. He stared at her with a quizzical looked as she grabbed a handful of ham.

"Sam…" he said and she walked to the couch and sat down next to him.

"What's up?" she said before shoving a slice of ham into her mouth.

"I know you don't like being honest, but…level with me here. Why do you really want me to date Amaya?" he asked and she sort of panicked before thinking of a really good lie.

"Well…like I said. You're pathetically lonely. You're the closest thing I have to a brother and…I don't know…she hates seeing you be lonely. Which means, I hate seeing you lonely and her unhappy. Don't tell her I told you that."

"I won't. Okay, you should head back." he said as Sam hopped of the couch and went upstairs. He grabbed his phone and dialed Amaya's number. "Hey, Amaya?"

"Hey, uh…what's up?" she asked in a surprised tone.

"Hey, I was wondering if you were busy this weekend. I mean, Do you want to go out?"

"I'd love to. There was this thing I was invited to, and I was thinking of asking you…"

"I wanna do it!" he said wishing he hadn't because it sounded dirty. "I…er…I'd love to go."

"Okay…I'll text you when it is. See ya." she said as she hung up and Spencer let out a sigh.