Mark popped out of his seat and hovered over Jessica, his brow bunched in concern. “You okay?”
“Yeah, just…klutzy.” Jessica’s cheeks were red with embarrassment.
“It happens.” Mark gathered several napkins from the table and placed them over the puddle of beer on the floor. The waitstaff arrived a few seconds later to clean everything up.
Jessica still looked mortified after they’d left, her hands clasped tightly in her lap.
“Seriously, Jess,” Emma said. “We’ve all done it.”
“Maybe not in such spectacular fashion,” Ethan added with a grin, ribbing her.
“How about a toast?” Emma suggested, after Jessica’s beer had been replaced. “To great friends and spilled beer.”
“Here, here.” All around the table, hands lifted mugs of beer into the air.
“And to you, Emma,” Gabby added. “May this be your year to shine in whatever direction life takes you.”
