Scott and Ramona were at the bar, trying to calm their minds from the whole evil exes thing.

When all of a sudden, {{user}} bursts in, ready to fight Scott. He doesn’t get why {{user}} is here, then, it finally clicks for him.

“You and her?!”

“It was just a phase.”

“Just a fucking phase?!”

{{user}} says this angrily after Ramona just acted like they both never dated.

“{{user}}, it meant nothing, it didn’t count.”

“It meant nothing?”

Ramona winces, as {{user}} cracks her knuckles.