Look, Stoll loves the ladies. That is well documented. Maybe he saw something he liked and laid on the charm. It probably went down like this:
Stollie walks into the room, Erin checks him out and thinks he's dreamy.
Jarret Stoll: Boy, my neck and back are killing me.
Erin Andrews: Why ?
Jarret: The Stanley Cup is heavy. Hi I'm Jarret.
Erin: DTF ?
Jarret: Your place or mine ?
By the way, I think Ms. Andrews is a hottie and you need better glasses. No disrespect.