Lydia gives an intentionally exaggerated roll of her eyes and shakes her head. "Nobody said you have to go on a date. It's just supposed to match you for a meet up. If you want it to just be hanging out, then let it be hanging out," she points out. "Come on, don't make me do this all by myself, Spence," she pouts, changing tack.

They're friends and growing closer, but she's not sure that tactic will actually work on him. It's worth trying, though, isn't it? If it'll get him to go out and meet people? "You're so much fun to be around and I feel really bad hogging you," she adds, although that is entirely honest and sincere, even if it does happen to be another weapon in this particular arsenal.

Together they head down a hall and toward the door that will lead outside. "It'll be fun, I promise. If you don't have fun, I'll never push you do to anything else like this ever again, how's that for a guarantee?" Lydia asks, lifting her eyebrows as she looks up at him.