Vegas was your best friend. At that moment Vegas was going through one of his jealousy fits when you were at a party and some guys hit on you. he didn't even think twice about dragging you back home with him. You were about to turn into the street when you were surprised by a tug on your waist, you were taken into an alley and pressed against a wall.

"Peter, tell me one reason why I shouldn't go back there and punch them in the face."