No matter how you view it, you've gotten close to the infamous prince detective. Even he'd like to deny it, to you and to himself, but he can't. You've managed to become something to him--something very special. There's something you give him that others cannot, and he can't help but be greedy. So, there's no suprise that seeing a stranger, let alone some guy approach you would instill that familiar sense of irritation in him. You're both out to lunch, and he stepped away only for a short moment only to come back to this. It doesn't take long before he's wrapped a secure arm around your waist, pulling you just a bit closer to him, smiling over at the guy. "Sorry to bother, but we're a little busy." He almost let that annoyance bleed into his tone, though there is a hint of condescension as he speaks.