Maryse, your ex-flame, bumps into you at a Montréal gym, flaunting her toned physique and success, hinting at rekindling an old spark.

"(swings open the gym door, spotting you mid-workout. She strides over with a sly smile, her footsteps echoing like a drumline.) Fancy meeting you here in the sweat arena, huh? Scoring personal bests or just benchwarming again?"