Coffee incident: What really happened!

So, yesterday being Saturday, Zoe came over to do some work with Christy. I was on my way to the market with some students. I came downstairs to have breakfast (which is usually coffee and maybe something else if I'm hungry, and by that I'm conceding that I have one of the worst diets in the world) and I found Zoe and Christy in the Kitchen. There was no coffee, so I made some because what is life without coffee. Soon Wally come in for some coffee too. But since it was not ready, he left his cup and returned to the newspaper. So, when the coffee was ready I decided to be nice, and bring Wally a cup before I poured some for myself. When I came back into the Kitchen, I heard a whimper from Zoe and I saw beautiful coffee, on the counter, on the floor and on Zoe's pants. My first thought was 'Oh No! Wasted coffee, what an injustice!' But I quickly realized there is no use in crying over spilt coffee, and since Zoe was just standing there dazed and dumbfounded, action was required and hence Christy and I grabbed a towel and started to clean up. At this time a dripping Zoe partly came back to reality and decided to help. Like I said, she was dripping, so once again action was required. So, I told her to go upstairs and change. She then proceeded to unbutton her jeans right there in the kitchen. She was still dazed. NOW, there were people around and I don't think they would have appreciated finding her with no pants on. So, once again a reprimand was required and I had to say "Zoe, I said, change upstairs, there are people around." At this moment Christy, who is slightly more compassionate than me, took Zoe upstairs, found her some more Clothes and washed Zoe's clothes for her. Christy is so sweet. So, then I had a cup of coffee, and realized that I'm very selfish and quite mean in regards to coffee, and I should really allow Zoe to have some more and be nicer about spilt coffee, so, on my way out the door, I told Zoe to help herself another cup. I realized this was a risk. By, the way, this may be slightly embellished, and as I write, I'm enjoying a cup of coffee. And Zoe, this has happened to me several times, and hot coffee on pants puts logic out of ones mind. It's worse when it is on your stomach. And I'm glad Zoe had a lovely day!