[After showering, shaving and combing his hair, the genius faced a problem: What exactly did one wear for a dancing session with girl-Spence?
Not that it really mattered, Reid's closet didn't contain much else than what he always wore: slacks, sweater vests, button-ups and the dorkiest of cardigans, so, dressed in his usual attire, complete with a
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All dressed up and ready to go, she sits impatiently in her car. She wasn't exactly given directions of where to meet him, so in the driver's seat of her little black sports car, she dials up his number and bounces in her seat. To say the least, she's excited to teach him a ballroom dance.]
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Just so he wouldn't be completely lost, he'd actually purchased Guy Howard's 'Technique of Ballroom Dancing - The Foxtrot' and read real quick (Well, not quicker than he usually reads, but at a rate of 20,000 words per minute, he'd finished the 52-page book in five) on the flight back. At least he was going to try?
In the middle of going through the contents of his messenger bag (credentials: check, wallet: check...) his phone is buzzing. He nearly picks up with the usual 'This is Spencer Reid', but that feels... a bit too formal.]
Hello?
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She taps on the steering wheel, coming up with a nice steady rhythm with the ringing of the line. There's a click and he sounds so awkward. So, she decides just to tease him.]
Hey, sweetie. Didja have fun on your trip? Did you place nice with the other kids?
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Actually, we got a little girl back to her mother? That's always something that makes me happy. But-- Define 'fun'?
[He decides not to comment on the teasing, because he's not sure what to say to that. Instead, he takes his coat down from the hanger and glances around to locate his shoes.]
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