`` excuse me , '' i muttered , pushing back a bit from sam ( or , as far as he 'd let me go , which , frankly , was n't very far ) , juggling my drink while opening the clasp on my bag ( or i did for the nanosecond it took sam to slide the drink out of my fingers like the gentleman he was ) , pulling out my phone , shoving my bag under my arm , looking at the display and seeing it said , `` paula . ''