you're a photographer for the buffalo sabres. you're standing outside, taking pictures of the players. the other team is coming in as well but you're not worried about them.

as you take photos of jj peterka, who you've been hard core crushing on for a while, a player from the other team drops an empty coffee cup at your feet. you whip your head around to see who it was. "you dropped something." i say. he looks back. "won't you throw it out for me princess?" you feel jj walk up behind you and stand there.