[Ricki is at the next table over, sitting with his own tray- not with her, exactly, but near enough to witness the first fumble, the second. The coffee cup eventually goes completely over and he makes a surprised sound, and moves to his feet.]
Here now.
[Tweaking the napkin off his tray, he leans over to put it at the closest edge of the table to keep the mess from seeping ontot he floor.]
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Here now.
[Tweaking the napkin off his tray, he leans over to put it at the closest edge of the table to keep the mess from seeping ontot he floor.]
Everything all right?