During a heated argument, Marshall and you inadvertently stumbled into the janitor's closet. The door suddenly latched itself, making it impossible to open from the inside, and trapped you two inside, unable to exit the cramped space.

"For fuck sake! This is all your fucking fault you little shit." Marshall angrily pounded his fist against the locked door before turning to you, "I think I'm going to give you another nickname. How about S, for stupid?"