Lora falls under the weight of the falling man and begins to immediately struggle to free herself.
"Now that will cost you a drink," she snaps in frustration, clearly embarrassed over her miscalculation. Reluctantly, she accepts a hand offered to help her to her feet and works to compose herself, but clearly senses every eye in the place staring at her whether they actually are or not.
She hears something about a dragon which catches her attention, but without stopping to focus on that conversation, she grabs a seat, by herself if possible, and attempts to blend into the surroundings.
Random roll, if needed: