Obey Jeff, hand over the bag, and leave.

You hand the bag over to Jeff. “Here,” you say. “Just tell Tina that... I was happy to help, and I hope she has a good weekend.”

Jeff laughs as he tilts his head down, slowly opening the edges of the bag. He looks back up at you; “oh, she’ll have a good weekend.” He winks at you and slaps the side of your arm, with either gregariousness or dominance, you can’t really tell. “Thanks, dickless.” He smiles, steps back, and closes the door. Your jaw drops.

But the door doesn’t close all the way. You look down and see a small white shoe at the base of the door. You hear in distinct whispering. “Whatever, I didn’t invite him,” Jeff says. The door opens again, and Tina leans into the doorframe.

“Hey, thanks so much for bringing me my stuff. You’re such a nice guy!” She snatched the bag from Jeff’s hands, but not without a little resistance. “But that’s for me, isn’t it?” he says with a devilish smile. Tina lightly shoved him. “Shut up,” she says.

They stare at each other for a moment. You’re not sure how to handle this situation. “I didn’t peek, like you asked,” you say.

Tina holds the bag behind your back. “Thanks,” she says, looking off to the side. “It’s kind of a private thing.”

She looks like she doesn’t know what to say. You decide to save her from the awkwardness; “I understand. I wouldn’t want someone going through my things.”

“Right. See ya,” Jeff says. Tina holds the door open.

“Why don’t you come in and chill with us for a bit,” Tina says. “You were so nice to come over. It’s the least we could do.”

You think you should probably just leave, and let the couple go on with their day. But you want to be helpful to Tina.