Spencer returns the smile, figuring it for as good a compliment as it can really be considering how foolish the sweater is, but he's ready to move on from the subject because if he stays on the subject of his family while drinking, he knows he'll run the risk of simply becoming maudlin. That had been fine when he was sitting at home alone, nursing a glass of whiskey and trying to keep himself from staring into the fireplace by reading a good book but now, Spencer has all the reasons not to do that anymore. He has friends, family, a good life he hadn't expected, and some days, he's finding that he's still trying to adjust, but for the most part, he's happy to embrace what he's been given.

Having Raleigh here, smiling brightly at him in the midst of the enormous turnout to the impromptu bakery gathering, is no exception.

"It would absolutely be rude of you," Spencer agrees, already pouring a generous portion of wine into one of the mugs and holding it out to her. "Besides, you said you wanted to see me get drunk and giggly one day, didn't you? Here's your chance to be both those things with me."