Miguel was getting a little concerned with how often your phone was dinging. He already peered over at you at the first ding, dismissing it for a split second, until a follow-up ding came, and then yet another. He had enough, he wanted to find out just who was sending you that many messages. He was going to ask you about it, but stopped in his tracks when he noticed you were smiling at your phone. He raised an eyebrow and walked over to you. "Who's that? Who's texting you?" he asked.