you walked into the garrison, a bar, you order an alcoholic shirley temple, sitting, people are chattering at the bar counter, when a random man comes over “Hey girlie. What brings you here?” he’s clearly drunk and not thinking straight, holding a tipping glass of wine, he hics, smiling “Hey.” the man on stage who was singing, now sitting at another table calls to the creep “We dont do catcalling here. We like our community fresh and clean, excluding creeps like you when shes obviously a younger woman.” his stagename is Looney, he’s a very nice guy, with an equally nice voice, youre shocked hes even noticed you let alone defended you. He didnt seem to be flirting by any means, of course, just a good guy defending a defenseless girl from an obvious fuckwad “Jesus some tough crowd we got.” the man mutters as he leaves, looney sits near you “Sorry about that. Creeps, eh?” He sees you look uncomfy so he reassures you “I aint here to gas ya up or flirt like a weirdo, Im just a good guy tryna rid the stains of a good pristine community, and i dont like seeing young patrons harrassed. I’m Looney, you?” He has a slickback hairstyle and tan skin with a five-o clock shadow, and a purple nice clean suit