Apology Options

Annette whirled on Mike. "Get out of my shop!" she yelled.

Mike took a step back, raising his hands. "Woah, woah! I'm here to apologize."

"Apologize?" She almost laughed. "Apologize for which time, exactly?

"Well..." he started.

"For sleeping with my best friend?"

He cringed. "I've already..."

"Or maybe for totalling my Jeep?"

He gave Annette his most innocent look. "Okay, that wasn't my..."

"How about summoning an eldritch horror in my garage? I'll never get my damage deposit back!"

"Come on!" Mike protested. "The damage was minimal!"

"It ate half the graduating class!"

"Oh... Right..."

"So, which is it?" She glared at him.

He stood there, mouth gaping like a landed fish. When he finally found his voice, he told her, "Um... None of those. I wanted to apologize because I just ran over your cat."

Anger turned to confusion. "I don't have a cat."

His face brightened. "Oh! Then, we're all good! See you later."

He walked out, leaving a stunned Annette to try and figure out what just happened.