Match Made in Heaven!
*CRASH*
Seems the glass wasn't sturdy enough.
I blame that shoddy craftsmanship.
I fell on some kind of table.
A stone one.
There are stone fragments all over the place.
Whatever was on it is now destroyed to pieces, completely beyond recognition.
As I look around, I can see a well-lit room.
Lots of people all staring at me.
Judging by the décor this seems like some high society event.
One that I totally just crashed by mistake.
This is awkward.
I need to somehow talk them into forgiving me.
Greetings, then pay for the damage I caused.
After that, I'll be on my way.
Best case they'll forgive me too.
Alright, I got this.
[Good night, isn't it?]
There is a moment of silence.
Everyone too shocked to make a peep.
I'm just here waiting for a reaction.
A man starts stomping on the ground.