Emmitt pinched the bridge of his nose as he gazed down at the head of his pint, after a long day at work all he wanted to do was sit down and mellow out. Perhaps coming to an overcrowded pub wasn’t the best idea for some down time. Emmitt made a decision to finish his pint and to head on home before he got too agitated. After taking a drink of his beer he looked around at all the different types of people who were in the pub that evening, there was an elderly couple over by the poker machine, feeding it coins and encouraging each other to do well. The loudest of the crowd in the pub that evening was a group of men who were taking part in a darts tournament, some of their partners sat to the side cheering them on while Emmitt sat over in the dark corner where the band set up on a Saturday night. As he was taking another drink of his cold beer he overheard a guy trying to chat up a beautiful young woman at the bar, she turned him down flat but he wasn’t at all pleased which instantly made Emmitt’s attention fall upon the lady at the bar.

He had no idea what came over him, the male didn't appear to have seem Emmitt so he slid off his seat in the corner and approached from the direction of the front door. "Hi cher, sorry I'm late." Emmitt said the tone of endearment so naturally, and without so much as looking towards the male to acknowledge him he put his hand on her lower back, hoping she wouldn't find it too much of an intrusion. He brushed by the male and took the seat beside her, his hand still on her back until the male stalked away. Emmitt immediately dropped his hand. "Are you alright?"