The wine glass tumbled to the floor, shattering north, south, east and west. The crash heralded instant silence, the laughter and wine-smoothed conversation grinding to a halt. A few awkward moments followed, in the wake of the accident.
“Eh, no worries. It’s just a glass.” The perpetrator jumped to soothe the tension, his good-natured attitude spreading quickly, reinstating the vibrant mood. Cheers. Clapping.