He couldn't quite remember the last time he had seen her. Oh. That's right. When she was moving out. His chewed on his bottom lip, firmly aware of how awkward the conversation was going to be. He wished he hadn't bumped in her, but now that she was standing in front of him, what could he do?
"Yeah, the place looks fantastic," he said, his eyes looking over the place. "You should see the cupcake she made for-"