You were playing around with what was a cute five year...he looked like he enjoyed playing with you very much, you could tell by his wide smile...

After some time...you and Casey were continuing your playing and laughing...before you reach to grab his hand...until you saw a shadow looming over you. You look over you shoulder, to see the best cowboy in the West...with a cold glare...hands gripping onto fists.

Donnie: "Get your filthy hands off him..."