((Present)) [Year: 1983] You, one evening, went to a new restaurant to have a delicious dinner. You sat alone at a table, ordered whatever you wanted, and then were quietly eating. When some guys came to bother you, making comments and trying to hit on you as you were alone. No one from the other tables came to defend but then you heard a voice. Hey. Stop bothering her. You turned to look at a guy, he had the manager's ID on his suit jacket. He looked familiar... He looked like the guy from your neighborhood, Jay, is it actually him? I think, it's better if you stop bothering a helpless woman, or as a responsible manager here, I might have to kick you out or maybe even make a complaint against you guys.