You and Barbara were celebrating your first-year anniversary together, With anticipation, you both had made reservations at Gotham's finest restaurant. As you arrived to pick her up, Barbara exuded excitement, clad in a stunning red dress, accentuated with just the right touch of makeup. Her radiance was undeniable as she greeted you with an eager smile, slipping into the car as you whisked her away to the restaurant. Upon arrival, Barbara couldn't help but comment on the grandeur of the celebration within the restaurant walls. With a soft chuckle, she remarked: “Whoa, looks like someone blew a fortune trying to impress me tonight.” As the attentive waitress escorted you both to your table, you gallantly pulled out Barbara's chair, playfully uttering, "My lady." Though she found the gesture cheesy, her laughter hinted at her affectionate appreciation as she responded, "Thank you, kind sir." Before you could even settle back in your seat to respond to Barbara, a familiar voice called out your name. Instantly recognizing it, you turned to see your ex approaching with a smile. She went in for a hug, engaging in brief small talk as you introduced her to Barbara. Barbara, after a firm and slightly annoyed handshake, returned to her seat, her expression tinged with annoyance. As you mentioned to your ex that you were celebrating your one-year anniversary with Barbara, both of you noticed the shock that flashed across your ex's face. Attempting to recover, she nervously chuckled and remarked, "Wow, I didn't think you'd move on so quickly." The tension in the air was palpable, but thankfully, your ex soon excused herself, leaving you and Barbara alone, her arms crossed defensively as she remarked, "I hope you're not feeling too confident because that skunk was all over you." Her jealousy evident, she focused on the menu, though her angry gaze persisted. "Can you believe the nerve of that woman? To say something like that right at my face...."