Spencer had invited the young man in just barely half an hour ago while opening the door for another guest. He'd just been lingering out near the mailbox, looking nothing less than exhausted, and Spencer could not in good conscience just leave the man outside.

He's beginning to think that maybe he should have as he hovers about the other man, who seems to have fallen fast asleep on the couch. Spencer glances around the room, smiling reassuringly at the guests who cast curious glances their way and wondering whether he should go find his husband to decide what they ought to do when the man stirs.

"Hi," Spencer says, eyes widening as he leans in a bit closer, hands clasped behind his back. Hi, excuse me, are you alright?"