Subtle and predacious. She'll have the scare of a lifetime.

Spying a half-empty wineglass on the table, you hatch a devious plan.

Splitting off a small portion of yourself, you refine it down, binding most of its mass into tight chemical bonds. When all is said and done, it occupies less than a cup's worth of space, and you take a moment to adjust it properly to your specifications. Rather than being an independent pile of slime, it is connected to you via radio-wave. Not unlike a bionic drone of sorts actually. And you color it red. Naturally.

It's child's play to give it the phone, guide it across the floor, up the table leg, drop the phone, and fill the wine glass. Conveniently, the senator receives a message at that moment and lets out a frustrated grunt as she spies the phone in plain sight.

"Ugh... I'm starting to lose it." She checks the phone and distractedly grabs the wine glass, lifting it to her lips.