"I… I…I'm sorry!" Daphne spluttered as she saw the men shoot her inquisitive looks, wondering what was the commotion. Meanwhile, the women sitting at her table looked less than pleased, with many of them glaring at her for ruining their outfits.
"Oh no, my dress!" Drusilla cried out in despair.
She quickly picked up the first napkin she could find, trying her best to dab away the wine stain on her dress. It was a futile effort. The more she tried to wipe it away, the faster the wine stain spread through the light pink fabric. In the end, the stain turned out bigger than it originally was, smudging all over the place until it looked like a blood stain from afar.
"How careless!" one of the women at the table cried out. "Our clothes are ruined!"
Several others began to throw out similar comments, each one of them more annoyed than the next.
