There was a man sitting at the bar, minding his own business, when a beautiful woman came in and sat at the bar. She ordered a drink and, all of a sudden sneezed violently and her glass eye flew across the bar.
The man, who was a semi-professional cricketer (catcher for you guys over the pond) flung his hand out and caught the glass eye.
He got up and sat unassumingly next to the woman.
" I didn't want to make a fuss, but I've got this (shows her the eye) and I thought you might be embarrassed if I'd shouted out".
The woman was extremely grateful and, after a couple of drinks, invited the man to dinner. After dinner they went back to her flat: one thing led to another and he stayed the night.
The following morning she was making breakfast for him and he asked:
"You know, I'm a little curious, my dear. Do you do this to every man you meet in a bar?"
"No," she replied, "but you just caught my eye".