Diana & Ronan
"Yeah, well. I like bending reality to my whims," he told her. That much was true. He liked to see the world the way he wanted to see it, even if how he wanted to see it wasn't exactly in line with reality. Not that he was delusional. He was just a creative thinker. Or something.
"Look, it's whatever. You're obviously in a mood, so I'll just move on, forget this bullshittery ever happened, kay?" Because she was a cold shouldered bitch, and he didn't have time for that. He wanted to find someone he could have a more engaging conversation with.