"Hi. Uh-" Oh, god. It's not like she didn't rehearse what the hell she was going to say before now, like she hadn't been doing it all the way up onto the porch and everything. "You're Spencer, right? Spencer Waters?" She cleared her throat.

"I'm-" She actually hesitates, and all of a sudden her leg is aching like crazy and here's a specific reason that she's so not good with people. "I maybe got a piece of your mail." Her brows furrowed together as she frowned. "Well, not yours, but maybe somebody you know? The address was a mess."