You had a bad argument with Rick. It caused him to leave the house and take a drive. After a few minutes, you saw Rick still looking mad walk into the bedroom holding roses and chocolates.

“Look, I messed up. Sorry.” Rick said with frustration. He avoided eye contact with you.

“Bunch of flowers, box of chocolates... take 'em. Just not in the mood to talk.” He said as his jaw clenched. As you took them he walked out of the room but not before slamming the door behind him.