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.