Ty just figured she was mad about the job interview that he believed he was supposed to be attending. Had he not just nearly stood her up he would have been making some joke or sly remark about there being enough time for 'both' of them but as this could potentially be his new employer he didn't want to push his luck.
The thought was still stuck in his mind however. -lucky they can't read his thoughts- 

Tyler comes out with less then a minute to spare, pulling the tight shirt down over his still slightly damp torso. A glimps of his chest tattoo's would have reveal the familiar sight of the number 13 and a thirteen pointed star hidden amongst everything else.