you stood along the sidelines, ice waters by your side for the players at halftime. You had your own water behind you, separated from the others. Halftime arrives and the thirst players each grab a water. Carlos comes over, spotting your bottle behind your chair. With a smirk he leans over and snatched it, bringing the tip to his lips to take a long drink “Refreshing. I think it tastes better since you’ve blessed this bottle with your lips” he says, smiling down at you