Jaime! I cannot believe you would do something so reckless!" exclaimed Cersei as soon as Jaime opened his door.
Jaime shut the door as he looked at his sister-lover confused, "What did I do?"
"This!" she exclaimed, holding up his phone.
"Oh! You found my phone. I'd wondered where I had left it again."
"Yes, I found it. What were you thinking?" she exclaimed, showing him the contact list.
"What do you mean?"
"This!"
"Yes. That's your contact info, sweet sister, are you feeling alright?"
"Are you really this stupid? What if someone saw?"
"Saw your contact info? Why does it matter?," replied Jaime rolling his eyes.
"You cannot have me labeled as "Sweet Sister Booty" in your phone!"
"I didn't label you as that," defended Jaime before continuing, "That must have been Bronn's idea of a joke. He added on the booty part."
"Well, that's a relief...wait...what?"
"Yeah, he was my ride home from the hospital the other day after I got food poisoning from Frey's pie shop. I left my phone in his car. Guess he decided to have a bit of fun with it."
"Ugh...so does Bronn know about us then? Let me guess Tyrion told him?"
'Uh oh,' thought Jaime. How to explain to her that when she had called the ringtone he had set for her had given it away? Perhaps Ed Shireen's latest romantic hit hadn't been the wisest choice for him to choose for her ringtone. No, he couldn't admit that, she would be pissed at him. It would be best to let Tyrion take the fall for this one he supposed, "Yeah, I guess he must have. Sorry, Cersei."