"I, what should I do?" Patrick worriedly asked the petrified figure lying right above him in the cold bath.
"SHE SAW MY BOOBS" Ellen answered in a terrified voice
"Ellen, it's-"
"SHE SAW MY BOOBS. YOUR WIFE SAW MY BOOBS. AND YOU WERE TOUCHING THEM. YOUR WIFE SAW YOU TOUCHING MY NAKED BOOBS"
Patrick tried to stop himself from laughing. Here he was in one of the most tricky situations he had ever been in and Ellen was freaking out about the fact that Jill had seen her boobs.
"They're awesome boobs" he mumbled under his breath. Unfortunately for him, Ellen heard every single word.
"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?" She tried to get off him, causing the man to burst into laughter but she slipped and fell back onto him.
"OUCH ELLEN THAT WAS MY-OW"
"Yeah well you deserved that. Asshole" she couldn't help but start giggling at his pained face accompanied by pleading eyes and he quickly forgot his well-deserved torture as he laughed along with her.
"Guys, sorry to interrupt but we managed to get the right shot. You can leave now if you want. Oh and Patrick, Ryan said he saw Jill in the stairs. He thought she looked a bit strange, maybe you should check if everything's ok?"
"Yeah thanks Pete. He turned to Ellen, both of their laughter had completely died out. She got up and out of the bath as he tried to keep his eyes off her perfect body.
It's not the time, Patrick, he thought Jill's already pissed enough as it is
Ellen turned around and caught him studying her body. She rolled her eyes and handed him a clean towel. "Here ya go, my dirty ol' man"