The Call

So Boy I Went On Date With's ex-beau called me, demanding to know if there was something going on between he and I.
Well, he called and passed her the phone.
She was quite respectful, more respectful than girls are known to be in these situations, and simply wanted to know what was going on. I told her the truth: nothing is going on.
He called me the next day and apologized for the whole situation.
All I could do is shrug. Number one, I have NEVER been the girl to get the highly dreaded "Is you doin' my dude?" call and don't care to be. Number two, I can't be mad at her. If my two months of dating in Wonderhell has taught me anything, it's that boys can make you say and do some stupid and seemingly crazy things.