But wait!
Where is her bag?
She thought she had hooked it to the back of her chair.
She looked around the store and found her bag wedged between a chair and table leg.
How did it get all the way there?
She discreetly sinks down to the floor, pretending to fumble with a napkin and not draw attention to herself.
The phone stopped ringing by now.
It was a tight space to reach into and her fingertips barely managed to brush the side of her bag.
Great.

Here we go..

Ring..Rinnngg
Steam stopped coming out of her mocha.
Ring....Ringgg
She's been sitting here for a while already.
Ring...Ringg
It was only on the 3rd ring that she realized the mobile ringtone came from her bag...