"Alright, are you prepared to meet my parents tonight? I mean, they're really formal and professional, what if they don't like you? They don't like a lot of people. I mean, of course they'll like you, but-"

"Spence, calm down, it'll be fine," Toby laughed.

Spencer sighed and threw her head back, rolling her eyes.

"I'm sorry, it's just, my parents are..."

"It's okay, I'll be the best I can,"

"No! No, just be yourself,"

"You're sure?"

She wasn't exactly sure. Her parents are a mess.

"N-no..."

He laughed again.

"Alright, well, let's get going. I don't want the first impression to be that I'm always late," he told her.

They both stood up and she fixed his tie, a suit is something he usually wouldn't wear. She smiled and took his hand, leading him out the door of his loft. They made their way to his truck that she had gotten him no longer than a month ago. She hopped in, which was hard, considering she was wearing a dress that was probably two sizes too small for her. On the bright side, they showed off her curves for Toby. They arrived at the Hastings household not too later. They went up the steps and she stopped him before he could ring the doorbell, and he gave her a confused look.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" she bit her lip.

"You seem more nervous about meeting your parents than I do," he chuckled.

"I'm being serious!" she whispered yelled as he rang the doorbell.

"Yes, I'm sure of it," he said, placing his lips on hers.

She put her hand on his cheek, but before it could get too heated the door opened.

"Hello, I'm Toby. You must be Mrs. Hastings?" he held his hand out for the woman standing before him.

"Yes, that would be me. Come in," Veronica smiled, shaking his hand.

Spencer followed nervously behind him. They sat down at the table next to each other, and she smiled at him. The food was placed on the table, and they all begun to eat. He stared at the food for a moment.

"This food looks good, but there's something else more delicious here I'd rather be eating," he mumbled so only Spencer could hear.

Her eyes widened and she choked on her water. She calmed down after a few seconds before sneaking an 'are you fucking kidding me right now?' smirk.

"Is everything alright?" Peter asked, staring at his daughter.

"Y-yeah, everything's... fine," she was trying to hold back her laughter.

He winked at her and they ate the rest of their food.