You sat in a nearby chair and rolled over just as she was hanging up the phone. She did the finances on a few of your accounts, so it was easy enough to make up a reason to be near her, even though you didn't actually have one. But hey, anything for the greater good. In this case, the greater good was Darby's bra.
But the chair wasn't getting it done. You needed a better angle. You still couldn't tell for sure if that was her bra showing through her top.