Call Terry for help.

You **** yourself to stop thinking about tits long enough to pull out your phone and dial Terry. He picks up on the third ring.

"Sup?"

"I need a favor," you say, keeping your eyes on Sadie.

"For you? Anything."

"I need a way to get out here. Discreetly."

"Uh... you **** someone or something? Cuz... that would bump that anything to almost..."

"No. It's not like that." You glance to Sadie. She nods. "I wanna fuck Sadie, but I'm not doing it in a damn frat house."

"Dude! Score! But uh... why don't you just walk out the front door?"

"Not an option."

"...alright. No big deal. You're good for it. I trust you. There's a fire door you can take, it'll let you go around the back. You're in the room right?"

"Yeah."

"Should be car keys on under the Playstation. Go on and borrow em. I'll explain."

"You're the best Terry."

"I know... but--"

The phone makes a weird popping noise like the phone was snatched from him. "...hello? Is this Jamie?"

"Diane...?" you say. "What the--"

"Don't 'what the' me. I could tell what you were talking about just from the look on Terry's face. You did something to Sadie, didn't you?"

You glance over at Sadie, who smiles. "Good ol' Diane. Give me the phone."

You comply.

Sadie still looks pretty out of it, but calm. "Diane it's fine. I just... need to get out of here. I just really hit it off with him. Yeah... yeah..." She gives you a little thumbs up. "Yeah, he's a real charmer. Sucked his dick too... but he returned the favor."

You hear the 'you go girl!' loud and clear.

"So yeah, I'm fine what about you? Cool. I'll catch you later." Sadie hangs up and tosses you the phone.

"So?"

"She was gonna head back to her place with Terry. Works out."

"So you're good with... everything."

"Everything."