it was not the best way to meet a girl, to spill coffee all over her. but it seemed to work for Leo. this was the second time he'd mindlessly bumped into a women of his own age at the local café and spilt both his and her coffee between the two of them. it created such a hot mess that all anyone could ever do was laugh and clean up. those awkward little moments of dabbling napkins on stained blouses proved valuable for chatting up. both times he'd caused the incident, and both times he'd left with a number.