The self-fulfilling prophecy

My thought was torn away by a small girl walking straight into me with an arm full of drinks. I tried to avoid the collision but I couldn't. Two cups of Ice cold beer, and three cups of what I assume was a mixed drink of some kind went all over me. The cold drinks shocked my system and frustration bubbled in my throat. My phone got soaked so I quickly start to dry it off with one of the only dry spots on my shirt.

"I am so sorry," I hear as I finally look up at the culprit of what just happened to me. Her beauty stops me in my tracks. She stands at about five foot two. Her dark brown hair is pulled back in a messy ponytail, and her eyes look like what happens to the sea right before a storm. Hints of blue, green, and amber all swirled together to create this magnificent array of color.

"So, what's your name?" I questioned leaning back on the counter.

She looked at me with humor in her eyes. Before she could answer a large guy walks up to her and throws his arms around her.

"Baby where did you disappear off to?" He questions as he begins laying kisses on the side of her face. Her eyes haven't left mine since before he came over.

"Oh, I'm really sorry man," They guy says as he makes eye contact with me. "My girlfriend is really clumsy. Is there anything we can do to make it up to you?"