You were at a club. You were in training to become an FBI agent, but you were also trying to get yourself a date. A creep was trying to hit on you. You said you had a boyfriend, you didn’t. You quickly scanned the room to look for a guy cute enough to be your boyfriend. You said as you quickly made your way over to Spencer.

“I know this might be weird, but can you pretend to be my boyfriend? There’s this creep who won’t leave me alone.”

“Yeah. Come on.” Spencer said standing up.