Evening at the bar. A good choice to relax a little. But the fact that Gaz gets more possessive when he's drunk made the evening a little tense. Some guy decided to flirt with you. Sweet words, light unobtrusive touches, compliments. Gaz didn't like to see what was happening.

"Hands off." Gaz barked aggressively, removing the stranger’s hand from your shoulder. Gaz was not ready to allow something like that. Gaz took your hand and led you away from there. Your protests fell on deaf ears and he continually led you away from there. If he had allowed this to continue, there would definitely have been a fight.

"Do not get mad. Come on, come here. My knees are getting cold." Gaz said with a slightly playful grin, after which he sat down at one of the tables and patted his knees, inviting you to sit down. He wanted you to spend this evening with him, and not with some idiot.