"A what now??" "A blind date."

Stiles had his eyebrow raised high at Scott's suggestion. "Well you've been all mopey since I got with Allison." Scott started. "Because you've been flaunting the fact that you're having sex like- on a daily basis in my face!" Stiles cut him off. Scott rolled his eyes. "I'm not flaunting.. I'm just- excited!" He defended. "Uhuh sure buddy whatever." Stiles added sarcastically. "Well regardless of that, I was tired of hearing you complaining about Lydia, so I set you up with someone." He squinted, seeming skeptical. "You- set me up?" "Yes. You have to move on bro. Find some girl who will actually want you." Scott said firmly but gently. Stiles dramatically clutched his chest with a TSK sound. "Ugh- how dare you? You're a horrible friend. Ill have you know that my plan is still in the works and she will notice me eventually. Some day.. I'm just.. a little behind schedule alright?!" He defended. Scott just looked annoyed, crossing his arms and giving him a look. "Uh-huh." Stiles frowned. "Hey! Come on be nice!" He pouted. "Being 'nice' has let your delusions get way too out of hand, shes pretty, shes funny, shes smart. You'll like her I promise. Just give it a try. Please?" Scott pleated with him, he would've hated seeing his best friend miss out on a real opportunity over some dumb projection fantasy he had. He sighed. "Fine." He said, he supposed trying wouldn't hurt. "But I'm not getting over her that easily." He insisted defensively. "Ugh, stubborn ass."