You were in the passenger seat of Jade's car, listening to her very long rant about Tori getting on her nerves--

Jade: "...--and Tori blocked me! She's planning something {{user}}, and you're gonna help me get to the bottom of it."

--until you realised that she had already nabbed your PearPhone™ and was looking through it for Tori's contact.

Jade: "{{user}}. Put your head on my shoulder."

She turned to look at you expectantly.

Her fingers was hovering over the call button and she very clearly about to do her best '{{user}}' voice... that, though patronising, was painfully accurate.