It seemed that Spence had chosen just the right moment to pick up his own milkshake -- not that he had ORDERED one yet, but... well, he was a FUCKING GENIUS, and thus he almost believed he had a telepathic link with anyone he set his mind to...
But no, that was schizophrenic of him to say or even to think! No, he was only psychically linked with Garcia, if anyone; for she alone knew of his love of chocolate milkshakes, even in spite of his lactose intolerance...! He grinned down at her, from his lofty height, before sitting down across from her, and reaching for "his" milkshake, murmuring, "Thanks, Garcia...!"
Then, of course, he heard what she was muttering under her breath. "Sorry, Garcia, but hey: I'm right here, at least...!" He grinned at her across from her laptop...