When the drinks arrived, Amelia forced herself to laugh and engage in the conversation, her mind focused on her plan. She lifted her glass, then pretended to stumble, tipping the drink all over herself. “Oh my gosh!” she exclaimed, looking embarrassed and flustered.
Jonathan leaned back, a hint of annoyance flickering across his face. Amelia dabbed at her clothes, acting as if the spill was an accident. The waiter rushed over with tissues, concerned as he offered to help. Amelia saw her chance and seized it.