The ex in question entered the office then, his own bouquet of flowers- red roses- in his hand. He'd been coming to visit, take her out to lunch, celebrate the fact that the boss was alive. Hearing sobs as he approached hurried his steps and he stood frozen in the doorway now, staring at the man in red and black spandex on the floor. "Uh..." he began, clearly uncertain, "Is there a problem, Pep?"