<b>Maximillian Guntherstadt -- Commons Area -- A disaster of laughable proportions</b><br/><br/>Max's breath caught in his throat as he watched Miss Beatrice lean forward, and his heart skipped a beat. Even with the scent of whiskey and bitter coffee on her breath, she still smelled rather lovely. (Well actually, no she didn't, but that's simply how taken the man was with her.) The touch of her lips to his sent tingles over his skin. His fists clenched tight in his lap and he nearly pushed through his own chair, he was so anxious to maintain some manner of a good impression.<br/><br/>Of course, that's when things began to go wrong.<br/><br/>As she leaned forward, either the chair or her balance - Max couldn't tell which - gave way and sent the poor woman careening to the floor. He could hear the obviously painful *THOMP* of her knee slamming onto the rug beneath the table, as her coffee cup clattered across the floor. What truly...<i>gripped</i>Max's attention, however, was the sudden arrival of Beatrice's face crashing into his lap, and her subsequent attempt to right herself. Even through his thick trousers the touch of her hand on his member was practically electrifying, and his eyes bulged comically in his head. As stunned as he was, Max could not make his lips part, let alone form words, and the only sound the bewildered fellow could manage was a pitched, closed-lipped bellow.<br/><br/>The entire episode lasted less than a minute, and as Max came back to his senses he realized Miss Beatrice had seemingly lost hers. She sat back on the floor, laughing and giggling uncontrollably as she clutched at her dress, presumably hoping to cling to a few shreds of modesty. The entire thing was patently ridiculous, and within moments Max had joined her in laughter, his own heaving guffaws chasing hers about the room as he imagined what the two of them must have looked like. He wiped away a tear of laughter and stretched out his hand, offering to help her up.<br/><br/>"<i>Nein</i>,<i>fraulein</i>, please, think nothing of it; that was merely, shall we say, a brief adventure into the absurd,<i>ja</i>?"<br/>