Fine, the truth is that CJ had been so damn excited to rejoin the dating scene now that he didn't have a drinking problem. So yeah, sure, he's bummed that his date has just stood him up, and now he feels silly, with a bouquet of flowers he can give to no one.

Sighing, CJ sits on the curb of the sidewalk, the bouquet of pretty flowers still on his hands. "Way to go, Braxton..." He murmurs to himself.