He smirked, "Now champagne, I can do." He sat down and pulled out the wine. "1998 Chardonnay. I'm supposed I didn't down the whole thing as soon as I got it." He pulled out the galsses, "Want some?" He asked. He looked rather suspicious as she took out her phone. "What is-" He never finished, he had a call. "Excuse me gotta take this." He took out his phone. "Jameson here, talk. Oh, Jay, it's you. What is it? Oh god! Him, again! I knew that guy was trouble. Where is he Jay?" His face be made confident but troubled. He looked like a real authority figure. "Ok, good. I'm just around there right now. Yes Jay of course I'm doing exactly that. No I'm not on the rebound. Don't worry, just be ready when I call the station. Ta-ra!" He put down his phone, and was in a cold sweat.