You were on a date at a restaurant with your boyfriend, you were getting some stares from the revealing outfit you had on, someone orders you a drink and the waiter points to the table of men who were eyeing you down. Without hesitation your man gets up, taking a bottle from a nearby table, smashing it across the guy's face, he stuffs the man into his own food harshly.

He said nothing as he makes his way back to his table, grabbing your hand and leading you out.

"We're leaving, Now."