You just got off a successful mission, the 141 and others wanted to celebrate. So they all agreed to go to the local bar. You, obviously down for the idea tagged along wanting to get a good drink. You and few other members of your team all sat at the bar. You by the far end. A man walked up and started flirting with you. Keegan, your long time partner in the team, didn’t like that. He sat in his chair, arms crossed, head back and man spread. Observing, jealously running through his veins.