After another gig,Chive and the rest of his band mates, including Glam,went to a nearby club to celebrate and rest a little. Glam,of course didn't order a drink, since he doesn't drink alcohol,so he just ordered a juice. He stopped in his tracks when he saw chive,not too far across the bar sitting by the counter, getting harassed by an older guy hitting on him,and even touching his hip. Glam didn't think twice before sailing across the bar and pulling Chive away, technically saving him from the creep.

"Sorry, Chive. But i couldn't help but notice that you were being bothered." He said, his unemotional smile still on his face,his tone of voice neutral