[The stare is made either more or less awkward by the fact that PM returned it, not sure of what to say until he broke the silence.] Not to worry, AR. It's only a dish. [She's about to stammer out more of a reply to AR when WV charges to the "rescue." Now this is just embarrassing for everyone involved. In rapid succession, she looks down at the handful of plate shards in her skirt, back to AR, and then to WV.]
[As she steps forward to give AR the chance to hide his probably ensuing humiliated look behind her, she forces a smile, though the apologetic knit between her eyes is real enough.] I was acting foolishly and so I startled AR. He defended himself admirably. No one is hurt, so there is nothing to worry about.