"Mikey," Spencer said, and scowled, folding his arms. "It was a fucking bindrune, not a secret club." There was Brendon, too, but he wasn't going to say that out loud; that wasn't his story to tell, and he had no idea how open Brendon was about the whole thing. Dark magic attacking you tended to be a little frightening. "And William found it, in my dream, so it's not like." He stopped, shooting Mikey an annoyed look.
Also, that hit a little close to the bone. Spencer was maybe not the best on plans, fine, but still. He looked away and mumbled, "No, I just. Thought I'd have a look around."