Do you have a choice.

You begin to speak and she forces past you into your house, "Where in this shithole can I find a fucking phone."

"It's down the hall on the right by my computer." Not sure why you told her this and forgeting what you were looking at on the computer. Then your brain clicks into action and you head after her only to find her, phone in hand staring at your computer monitor.

"What the fuck is this? That sure looks like me but I am sure I would remember doing that on camera. Where the hell did you get this?"