You were a part of the BAU in the FBI, one of the younger agents recruited because of your intelligence and maturity. Despite that, you were now playing with fire in the conference room as the others laughed. You leaned in slightly closer to it, wanting to see it, but Spencer walked in and quickly took the lighter away from you. "No, no. None of that." He says, shaking his head. He pats your head. "That's dangerous."