She has an idea

"What do you mean?" Asks Matt.

"I mean... You understard were we are, don't you?."
She asks in reply.

"Uh?"

"You undersand wich drawer i just opened, right?"

"I... I... yes, obviously... it's... it's..."

"... Sarah's lingerie drawer, moron."

"Oh, yeah... you're right..."

"And what's inside this drawer?"

"Well... Sarah's lingery i suppose..."

"That's right. It is full of Sarah's lingerie ...Wait, do you even know what lingerie means?"

"Yeah, kind of..."

"Panties."

"What panties?"

"Panties and bras, this drawers if full of Sarah's sexy underware."

"Oh my god! You could have told me sooner, couldn't you?" He squeals, the frame shaking slightly.

"I did ... Nevermind ... Now, since you have at your disposition all this material, i suppose you don't need me anymore, am i right?" Asks Miranda.

"Yeah, i ... j-just ... just give me a moment."

"Relax, take your time ... I'll be waiting outside ... Just don't leave stains, or you heard Sarah, didn't you? Oh, and call me to take that photo. I'll make the timer start in a few minutes so ... well, don't take to long."

"Ok, thanks Miranda."

You hear the the door closing.
The image now shows Matt alone in front of the mirror and the drawer, with wild eyes.
You're not sure you want to see through all this.
In the utmost silence, he eagerly starts to rummage through the lacy, chaotic tangle under his nose.
After a quick survery, he picks a black silky pair of panties.

Good choice.

Your friend looks at the black fabric as it's almost a relic.
He brings it closer to his face, and then suddenly stops.
His eyes stare in the camera.

"John, dude, as you can see, there is nothing to worry about. And even if i know you want so badly to see me doing what i'm about to do, i'm afraid i'll have to stop recording." He snickers.
"Just to be clear though. We're still not even."

The video ends here.
It's a pity that Matt is still angry with you, but knowing that nothing happened between he and Miranda it's a real relief.

"Hey! I thought you'd be coming... I brought you the beer." Says Nicole from the kitchen door, shaking you form you thoughts.

"Yeah sorry... I had to call my dad to remember him to leave me the keys under the marigolds."

"Ok guys! Ready for the second half?" Steps in Sarah from your blonde-haired friend's back, pushing her forward.

The others follow along.