The red headed girl looked up. Was she about to cry? “Oh, Mr. Sir! You’re not hurt? You had us all so worried. …I’m gonna have to talk to a certain table about this later…”

“Yeah, I’m fine, why–?”

And then he realized what table she was talking about.

“Oh. Dare I ask?”

[[I’d prefer you didn’t.]]

“Oh, okay– WAUGH!”

He jumped away from the sudden table, landing flat on his back.