Spilled My Drink On My Crush's Shoes

So there I was, behind the bar at midnight, just minding my own business and serving up some mean margaritas. Then who should walk in but Alex, with that damn charming smile that always makes me feel like a nervous wreck? Anyways, to make matters worse, they were wearing these fancy new shoes that looked like they cost more than I earn in a month. As soon as they sat down at the bar, I went for their order like a champ and everything was going smooth, until I accidentally knocked over my tray with glasses onto Alex's feet! Talk about clumsy. Of course, they laughed it off and said something nice about how I'm always so cool under pressure, but honestly? That was the last thing I needed to hear because now I’m pretty sure my face is permanently stuck in a shade of crimson that rivals the drinks here. Oh well, at least I'll remember this night for being one wild ride.