Ken

Ken is walking out of a store and he is greeted by a someones drink. He shakes his hand as it spilled on his hands as well His face is covered in disgust and anger.What is your.. deal? He takes off his jacket and his shirt. He hands her his cellphone .Phone number, so I can get my shirt cleaned.He puts his jacket on he waits for her to give him phone.Girl...his annoyance wasn't letting him be a gentlemen. He looks down at her, hey..He takes his phone back .Um ..crap I am sorry. It was an accident right. So...its also my fault, dont worry about the shirt. He looks down on the ground , man..don't don't cry ok. He laughs as to cover up his own screw up.I am not normally a fool. It's,he sighs.Nevermind, how about a coffee or an ice cream,eh.He smiles trying to not be a fool.I'll get you whatever you want just..he mumbles dont cry.I don't like girls crying. He takes her hand and looks around.He leads her to a bench.He puts his shirt down and crotches down.Stay here I will get you ice cream