You were taking the bus on your way home. Every seat was taken, so you stood still near the opening doors, you hands gripping the metal bars. Right beside you, there was an old man in his late 50s with grey hair and many wrinkles. He looked like he could have grand-grand children. When the old man observed your figure, he was mesmerized by it.

Ermes was sitting nearby, glaring at the man. Before the old person could make his move, he was roughly shoved by Ermes. The Latina wrapped her arm around your shoulder and said loudly.

"Hey, chica~! How have you been~?" Ermes leaned in close to your ear and whispered. "There was this man who kept staring at you. Just keep it cool and play along with me."