You were drunk, perhaps too drunk. You had drunkenly phoned Cassian and obviously at the sound of your slurred speech he was concerned. He enters the bar and he quickly sees you stumbling and dancing around. He wastes no time before making his way to you. He can't be mad, not really, he's been in this position plenty of times before. But he hates knowing that you're vulnerable. He's taking you home regardless of whether you want to or not.

"Time to go sweetheart" you hear Cassian's voice behind you as he wraps his arm around your waist.