"Well, now you know better for next time," she smirked slightly as he went into his explanation. She laughed softly at the idea of it, "I think everybody's first kiss has a story like that attached. I was the too-feisty-for-my-own-good kid who decked the boy in the mouth. Oooh, mi madre was so mad that day. There were phone calls from the school and meetings with the other kid's parents. It was terrible."
"Worst date ever?" She repeated, giving a few moments of thought into that. "Prom. Senior Prom, at that. I didn't really know the guy, he was new in town, but I figured why not? I don't know if he was always that clumsy or if he was just super nervous because he thought he was going to get laid that night, I have no idea, but I swear to you, every possible thing that could go wrong was wrong that night." She laughed lightly at the memory. "I had a torn dress before we even got there because it got caught on the car door. Fixed that with some scissors in the girl's room, but I was so mad after that. He had two left feet, couldn't dance to save his life, and he spilled punch on me. Twice."