She'll certainly tell him something.

"Oh. Yeah. I guess I forgot to mention that I was born and raised in West Virginia." She turns from him with a flip of her hair and picks up the pace towards the door. "We've been making wedding plans for ages, Ben. Sorry to break your heart." And just as a ripple of laughter tumbles past her lips, the door she was about to push past opens to reveal Hunter, Ben's best friend.

Though the mockery-making was cut short, Madeline behaves as though she does not know the man and brushes past him without so much as an excuse me. In the meantime, Ben, detatched from reality slams the apartment door so forcefully, one would imagine that the windows themselves rattled with fear. Blinking, Hunter is left to decide which person he'd rather deal with.