I get it. I was a dick back then, but I was dealing with my own shit. Charlie didn't even give me a chance to figure myself out, and then you came along, and you stole him from me. Charlie really liked me before you got in his head. At least I was nice enough not to give him a hickey where everyone could see.

Ben: I haven't spoken to you properly in ages. How was your first day in Paris?
Imogen: Not interested in how my day was then?
Ben: Why are you in a mood with me?
Imogen: Because you're supposed to be my boyfriend! But instead, you've got some sort of obsession with Charlie.

Ben: I see he's still as desperate as ever.
Nick: I told you not to talk about him.
Ben: God, you hate me so much. It's not my fault he liked me before you.
Nick: I hate you because you literally assaulted him.

Ben: I said sorry to Charlie for what happened.
Nick: Don't talk about him.
Ben: Wow. You know, if you're trying to keep it quiet, you should probably stop acting so gay for him.