Picture it. . . .
First date. Distinguished man, very refined. He took me to an indoor soccer game and when we were walking up all the levels of stairs to get to our seats I tripped, big time and went straight for a guy sitting in an aisle seat. It was like the poor spectator had the red cape and I was the bull. 
Just to show you how neat the date was. .
He went at intermission to get us a drink. When he was coming up the stairs I saw him grin. The next thing I knew he purposely tripped and everyone clapped and HOWLED!
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