You attempt to just walk past him toward the exit but instead trip into his arms

You look down at your feet, dammit this is awkward. While the shoes are definitely delicate, they are going to be a pain walking home in. Ignoring the guy, you try taking a few test steps with them.

"Ah, doing the runway walk?"

You turn slightly intending to shoot him a look at this lame joke, but the turn combined with the unfamiliar shoes suddenly makes you lose your balance. After a moment where you try to stabilise, you suddenly fall forward straight towards the dark floor.

Before you can properly respond, he darts forward and throws his arms around you from behind. Before you know it, he has you in a tight embrace, his arms around your stomach, his crotch pressing against your... behind, and he's leaning backwards. After a moment of uncertainty and stumbling, you manage to get upright again with his help without falling over. The embrace seems to last a moment longer than needed.

"Sorry about that, I'm not used to sweeping a lady off her feet."

The shock of the sudden fall, and the fact you suddenly felt a stranger's touch around you throws you off for a second. Fortunately, he leads you to a booth seat and you sit down into the soft seat fabric.

He sits right next to you.

"Given that you've just almost fallen over, this is probably not a good suggestion but.... do you want a drink?"