Clearing Up Confusion 3

As the bartender slid another Old Fashioned towards me, I noticed my phone blinking at me. When I unlocked it and opened my messaging app, I was greeted with a smirking picture of Meredith, her ample bosom fully exposed, nipples erect, with a bottle of Champagne nestled in between them. I coughed and sputtered, droplets of cocktail spraying slightly onto my phone.

"Whoa! Excuse me!" I said, my eyes widening and blinking rapidly..

"Some sort of emergency?" Tim asked.

"No," I said. "It's my girlfriend. She's...." I pursed my lips together, considering further. "She's clearly having a good time tonight. She's trying to get me into trouble."

"You don't seem to be the type to get into trouble," Tim said.

"Oh really?" I asked. "I might surprise you with how much trouble I've gotten myself into in the past."

I saw the light on my phone blinking again and shoved my phone into my purse.

"Don't let me keep you here if your friend needs you," Tim said apologetically.

"Oh, no. She doesn't need me