Traitor!

Today at Barbara's school, I was happily abiding at the computer where she had been working when I noticed her across the room, tipping a water bottle to her lips.  I was about to yell traitor, when I recognized the water bottle to be one of my production mates.  I watched and waited for Barbara to realize that it wasn't me, and sure enough, as she was taking her final gulp, she turned and zeroed in on my position. You should have seen the look in her eye when she discovered her lips to be touching that of another.  It was hilarious!  She quickly put the water bottle down, grabbed me, and we skedaddled out of there.  I don't know who belonged to that water bottle, but they will never know that it had been defiled.  Seriously though, I don't know how Barbara ever mistook that water bottle for me.  Couldn't she tell that it was a female water bottle, whereas I am a male water bottle?  It's so obvious!