Spill the wine
"So we're sitting at the restaurant, about to bite into the appetizers, when he starts to look panicked. I'm sitting next to him in a booth and we're facing the door. I asked him what was wrong. He starts stammering, looks nervously around the restaurant, then grabs his glass of wine and proceeds to pour it into my lap. It was almost like a movie, it was kind of in slow motion. It wasn't an "'Oops, I knocked my drink over' -- he straight-up poured it into my lap.
"... As soon as I stood up and screeched, while covered in red wine on my pale blue dress, I heard a woman's voice say 'Charles?' ... I am standing there, quickly judging the situation, and notice her wedding ring. I turn to the woman and say, 'I'm assuming you're Charles' wife? I'm so sorry about that because this is Henry, I'm on a date with him right now, but, a lot like his marriage, this date is also ending... ' I grabbed my wine, poured it on his head, apologized to his wife, and stormed out of there.