You and your date from Tinder chat until a waiter comes to your table to take your orders.

When the waiter comes round and introduces himself, your face immediately drops, and you try to avoid eye contact awkwardly.

"Good evening, I'm Atticus, and I'll be your server tonight," The waiter (your ex) greets enthusiastically.

"What can I-" He pauses when he turns, staring at you. He seems a little offended, jealous even. "...get started for you?" He tries his best to keep a smile.