Aaron laughed with her, “But at least we’re not the only ones in the world to have done it.”  He told her, leaning back again, still chuckling softly at both of their stories.  “Have you got any photos of that?  I mean it would only be fair if I showed you photos of me embarrassing myself that you do the same.”<br/><br/>“I have never danced on a table, you have topped me there.”  Aaron leant back onto the bar, leaning closer to her again, “I have spat a drink all over someone before.  He was a real cute guy I was trying to chat up.  I had just taken a mouthful of my drink when my friend put a hand on my shoulder from behind and scared me.”  He grimaced a little at that, “Needless to say I didn’t get the guys number.  He also became a regular at the café I work in, and he has not let me live it down!”<br/><br/>Aaron wasn’t able to wipe the grin from his face, this was the easiest, most comfortable conversation he had had with a stranger in quite a while.  He could admit that Evanee was attractive, but it didn’t seem to be an issue for him because he wanted to get to know her, rather than dive into a relationship that would probably end a few weeks later like he normally did.