It was a usual evening in the tavern. Everyone was chatting and drinking happily as James was serving drinks.

But then something caught his eye. In the corner there was a man trying to hit on you. He seemed drunk and you were uncomfortable and not interested.

While you tried to politely say you weren’t interested, James came up behind you, staring at the man.

“Is everything alright, ma’am?”

He asked, glancing at you and made sure you were alright.